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"Do you mind if I leave earlier?"

Of course I do mind.
Her leaving earlier means me being lonelier.
But I can't tell her that, right?

"It's no problem, go ahead."

I shoo her with a fake smile.
She waves me goodbye and exits through the front door.
The colour of the lights in the café turns colder.
A depressing atmosphere quivers around my figure.

"Excuse me? May I have a cup of black coffee with a little shot vanilla syrup?"

I force myself to look friendly at my new costumer.
Swallowing hard, I try to make the lump in my throat disappear.
He definitely notices and frowns, concern written over his pretty features.

"Yeah sure, anything else?"

"Your phone number?"

The smirk he gives me really lifts my mood.
He looked so unsure and scratched his neck right after.
Well, I kinda feel the corners of my lips raise.

"Here you go, have a nice day!"

Before he leaves, I hand him over his coffee.
I secretly wrote my number on the bottom of the paper cup.
The tall boy smiles as he grabs the cup and leaves too.

"I hope you haven an amazing day too, bye!"

There it is again.
The freezing cold atmosphere and the heavy urge to bawl my eyes out.
Quickly, I excuse myself to the restroom.
Not sure why, but as soon as I got inside the tears start to fall.

"But why am I so lonely?"

A sad laugh escapes my mouth.
Like a sword sliding down my trachea I choke on my tears.
Why should I be sad?
I am just lonely, I suppose.

"In this empty house.
I called my home.
Did I let you down?
I'll never know."

- Empty House by Billy Lockett

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