Good morning, Joe,

How are you this morning? Me, I am bitter without you. Words cannot describe my love for you. I long to feel your warmth flow through me when your kiss awakes me from my sleepy state. Your strong smell calls to me.

We met back in high school and have been inseparable ever since. If I'm being honest with you though, it wasn't love at first sip. You were more bitter than I expected, and too hot to be enjoyed right away. But I was persistent. I soon learned how you wanted to be taken: cream until your color changes to a light brown, no sugar. Next I learned how flexible you are. Unlike in the mornings when you're hot, in the afternoons you're iced with cream and a shot a flavor; usually caramel unless you were feeling adventurous that day.

I know I can conquer anything with by my side. You're completely dependable. You've spent some of the toughest times by my side. The college papers, the finals, and late to all nighters. You pick me up in the darkest hours of the night when no one else can. You give me strength and energy when I have none. You find a way to keep me going no matter how stressed or exhausted I am.

But you have a downfall, Joe. You're not the cheapest date around. I love you with all my heart but my bank account doesn't feel the same way. It sometimes begs for me to leave you as it slowly empties but that will never happen. The bond we share runs deep through and my life without you would be miserable.

Through the good times, the bad times, the stressful times, and the drop dead tired times, I know you'll always be a brew away. Until tomorrow morning, Cup of Joe.