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Click hereIn the laundromat’s din
I recall my favorite sin
sigh and fall into my trance
of my remembrance
It feels like a dream
That woman so bright
I loved her too much
I wanted that wife
But it was doomed all along
We’re too far apart
We couldn’t hope for a song
The life we’d never start
She said good-bye as I
were nothing
She’s moved on fast
Onto another fling
I don’t even ring
I don’t even write
She had a new thing
She has a new life
Does she look at her laptop
wondering about me?
Or does she make her coffee,
and love another and flee?
I hate haunting her
though I miss her so
I’m trying to be good
I’m trying to let go.
The coffee is sweet
the memory is bitter
I wish she’d find me
I’d never release her.
But that’s not my lot
I wish her the best
I hope she’s behaving
I won’t go out west
In the dark of night
loving someone else
It’s her voice I hear
as clear as a bell.
I’m always remembered,
never forgotten.
I wish she’d want me
even though I am rotten
We planned for so much
future fantasies and dreams.
All that dissipated
like coffee and creams.
I wish she’d say I love you once again
I’d accept it no matter the pain
Should she ever see this
It’s my honest truth:
I love you now, a remembrance, and an absolute.