Love, Poetry, & Coffee

~ 12 ~

Walking towards the kitchen counter, I watch her gulp down another cup of coffee. What's with coffee that makes her so invested into it? I tasted on when I was in college, but I didn't like the taste of it. Perhaps people have different taste buds, still even if it tastes wonderful, no person should consume so much coffee in one day. "Don't you think you consume too much coffee in a say?" I make sure my tone is casual and doesn't sound so disappointed.

She rolls her eyes at me as she places down the cup next to the sink. "I love drinking coffee, but being with you makes me want to become a caffeine-addict. But if you want me to stop, then I'll stop, as long as you stop reaching out for your book author dream." She slowly wanders her way to me, instead of looking caring, she looks more like one of those evil stepmothers in a Disney movie. If there's going to be a live remake of Cinderella, I would try to convince her to audition for that role. "I'm saying this as a worried girlfriend, Declan. You're just stressing yourself out to something it that's not even going to happen." She then cups my face and place a kiss on my forehead before strolling down towards the bedroom.

She did not just walk away from me after leaving me in a confusing situation. I mean, who does that? Saying stuff that's so vague and non-directional, I don't even know if she's really trying to sound worried or something. "Where are you going?" I manage to ask before she disappears into the door frame.

She looks bored when she turns around to face me. "I'm going back to sleep, obviously." Rolling her eyes once again at me before continuing, "Aside from drinking multiple cups of coffee, sleeping is one of my coping mechanism for when I'm stress. I can't believe you just learned that after we date for like 6 months now." She shakes her head before disappearing into the door frame.

I couldn't believe it either. For 6 months, I'm just learning new stuff about her like almost every week. It's like some educational channel that releases new episodes each week. It's also worth noting that, judging by her position, it's quite understandable why she's feeling stress all the time. Before me, she's always seemed to be stress about being an event coordinator. Not going to lie, she seems so perfect for that kind of job, since she can be bossy at times.

Turning my head towards the empty cup near the sink, she mentioned about drinking coffee can be a coping mechanism for stress. The problem is, I don't know if that's a good coping mechanism or not, but judging how she drink multiple cups a day, I'm guessing it's quite a bad habit to be addicted to. Being a caffeine-addict is the only legal thing to be an addict in this world anyway, so who am I to argue with her. Grabbing the empty cup and try to wash it, since I'm the type of person who can't stand seeing it near the sink.

Perhaps one day I'll try to use her own coping mechanism just to see if it can help me with my stress, if not then, the other way is to get rid of the things that stresses me and listen to her suggestion to stop chasing my dream. The problem is, I can't seem to let go my ambition that easily.

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Ah, I didn't know my brain will keep on reminding me the things that had happened in the past in a specific place, time, or situation. In this case, I've fallen asleep in a Café and my brain decided that it's appropriate to remind me the day when I don't have any caffeine addiction. If that keeps happening, everything around me will suddenly make me reminisce those days. It's like whatever I do, she's still haunting my memories. Perhaps this is a sign to do new things. Things that will not remind me of her every time I decided to take a nap.

The problem with that plan of action is, this is a small town, there might not have anything new around this town. It's still the same old, peaceful town. It might be a small town where people know everyone, but years of me isolating in my room and occasionally go out for some cup of coffee may have negated that saying of the townsfolk. Speaking of the possibility of gossip, I wonder if people started to gossip about Zach and Kate's broken relationship. Judging by how loud they've argued that the soundproof walls can't block the noise, I'm pretty confident that the people near their apartment could really hear the events in their apartment. Plus, the sight of Zach driving away may have given them the idea that they're already broken up. One question still remains, when will the divorce paper come?