...

I hate how coffee turns into an addiction and
how it keeps me up all night. How it burns and makes my
heart beats fast. How it makes me crave its rich and
sweet promises of grains, milk and sugar.

Moments later, it puts me into a melancholic mood of
coldness. Before I realize it, it has consumed me before
I've consumed it.

Empty.
Hollow.
Bitter.
Then again...

I crave for another cup.
Just like LOVE.

> received as a text message from Mallow.