It All Feels The Same (Всё кажется одинаковым)

Making coffee, two cups like before.
Still forget I'm drinking alone once more.
Write your name on the fucked-up glass.
Erase it, then write it again.
Like if I do it enough, you'll come back.
But the door stays closed in the end.
Turn the music up so I don't hear my thoughts.
Move a little, try to let go.
Night keeps changing, morning comes.
But inside me, it all stays the same.