In soft layers of cream and silence,
Cappuccino flows like quiet mornings and bittersweet endings.
Born from trust turned lesson, it carries whispers of warmth —
a reminder that serenity can return even after betrayal.
Each brushstroke holds a pause, a reflection,
a sip of calm reclaimed.
Now, it rests where it belongs —
not in the hands of promise undone,
but in the heart of the one who painted truth in gentle tones.