The cup sat untouched,
A thin ribbon of steam unraveling into the morning light.
She watched it dissolve, thinking how some departures are silent,
Unnoticed until they’ve already gone.
Unraveled Departure
Odessa
Writer • Poet • Thinker ❖ Capturing the beauty of introspection, resilience, and timeless wisdom in words - where thought and emotion intertwine
