We sat by the window, watching the rain,
With coffee in hand, hiding the pain.
You looked in my eyes, but the words wouldn't flow,
In the warmth of the café, it felt so cold.
The steam from the cup, it rose like a dream,
But the moment we had was tearing at the seams.
I took a deep breath, you sighed the same,
This was the last time we'd play this game.
At Starbucks, we said goodbye,
No more tears left to cry.
Our love, like the coffee, has run dry,
We sipped the last of what we had, now it's time to fly.
The music played softly, a melody of blues,
But we both knew it was time to choose.
The memories lingered, sweet but so brief,
Our love had turned bitter like an empty belief.
The taste of goodbye was there in the air,
We were sitting together, but I wasn't there.
We held on too long, pretending to stay,
Now it's time to walk away.
At Starbucks, we said goodbye,
No more tears left to cry.
Our love, like the coffee, has run dry,
We sipped the last of what we had, now it's time to fly.
The door swung open, a chill in the breeze,
I watched you leave, but my heart's at ease.
We let go of the past with a final glance,
In that café, we lost our last chance.
At Starbucks, we said goodbye,
No more tears left to cry.
Our love, like the coffee, has run dry,
We sipped the last of what we had, now it's time to fly.
One last sip, one last try,
Goodbye, goodbye... goodbye.