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Morning rush, the line is long
Soft piano, background song
Barista calls a name out loud
I almost think it’s you somehow
Ink still drying, letters lean
Something small, but in between
All the things I shouldn’t feel
This one moment feels too real
Your name on a paper cup
Written like it matters somehow
I try not to read too much
But my heart already knows how
It’s just coffee, just a name
Still it hits me all the same
Your name on a paper cup
And I can’t put it down
Window fog and city noise
Broken thoughts, familiar voice
Every table tells a tale
Of almost-love that almost fails
I tell myself it’s just a sign
Something random, out of line
But it stays here in my hand
Like it’s trying to understand
Your name on a paper cup
Written like it matters somehow
I try not to read too much
But my heart already knows how
It’s just coffee, just a name
Still it hits me all the same
Your name on a paper cup
And I can’t put it down
Maybe it was never you
Maybe it’s the things we do
To feel close, to feel alive
In the in-between of time
Your name on a paper cup
Fading as the hours go
Every letter breaking up
Like a feeling letting go
If it’s gone by closing time
I’ll be just a little tough
But for now, it’s enough
Your name on a paper cup
Cup is empty, day moves on
But the feeling lingers on