The Fireflies Remind me

Just a ballad I had to vent out. It has been buzzing around in my mind for a while. It felt good to write it. - Saskia

The Fireflies Remind me

By Saskia Liddick

 

You were warm like freshly brewed coffee.
You smelt like the french vanilla from that pot.
Your kiss was like the cream and sugar in the brew.
You were my 'Sweet Coffee Bean'. And I loved you.

You were my Northern Star in a black, black star.
Your smile was the celestial shine I found on earth.
Your eyes were the most beautiful glimmer I've ever seen.
You were my Inspiration. And I adored you.

But the freshly brewed coffee suddenly wasn't so fresh.
The French Vanilla unexpectedly became bitter.
The cream and sugar turned sour, and hard so swallow.
You had lost your sweetness. You became rotten.

And the Nothern Star strayed to far to the South.
The celestial shine I found was suddenly gone.
The glimmer and shine became just another star.
My Inspiration had become normal again.

Because I found out what you did.
I cried. Bawled. Argued. No, it can't be true.
Yes it was. It was very, very true.
I suddenly realized how much I hated you.

As I sit here tonight with my coffee,
no longer that sweet french vanilla.
As I sit here tonight looking at the stars.
The Northern Star suddenly invisible.
Tonight the Fireflies remind me of you.

They remind me of how you were there.
Then you were gone. Just like the Fireflies,
that kiss my cheeks and whisper, "We Remind you."
I can only say, "The Fireflies remind me."

Author's Note

I feel like the last stanza was a little weak, but you guys can be the judges.
- Saskia