Black Coffe

Tired is accompanied by twilight and a cup of coffee in the afternoon, minus you who only imagine shadows in the sanubari

Keep your cup warm. Hopefully this bitter bitter can be sweet for my future-mu-us.

Sometimes things are better than they are, no need to change. Like the coffee that remains bitter, like the longing that survives in between the pain,

Black powder that transformed into a homesick, kutinggalkn sebait message above my desk, miss you my black coffee.