A Cup of Tea

stepping out into the open air i feel a course of light running through my veins the sky, the sun, the grass some things never change and i pray they never will underneath this tree i built i gather from the shade a sense of belonging for what it's worth i could never taste the touch of your lips or the incessant nudge of a friend's reality but i can just as well sit here and become the earth again it's just me now and that's okay i take a trip up the countryside my jacket across my shoulder waving to any passers-by it's not as lonely when everyone knows you i find a diner off the side of the road and stop in for a drink i sit alone in the farthest corner and ask the waitress for a pen she obliges but she wants it back then asks me what i'd like just a cup of tea i pull a napkin closer in and write what i see/feel now the sun reflecting off the window and the glare in my glasses blinding me it's beautiful out there and it makes me wonder how much more beautiful it might be with you but it's just me now and a cup of tea