Take a sip ➼ pjm ✓

☕Say it, Mean it, Leave it☕

The day she had left him in his apartment was the day he thought he needed her. And so he was going to tell her.

But the thoughts of the wicked mind of negativity overcame him. And so his confession for his love towards her was delayed. A long delay.

But when the day came, all it took was one last sip of coffee for him to say it all. Or maker her feel it all.

For the past year with late night walks, dinner take outs, and most importantly cafe mornings, she felt feelings extraordinary and beautiful towards him.

Her thoughts, her emotions, everything was hinted with a bliss of excitement. And it all started from the cafe, where they would take a sip of the coffee he would buy for the two every morning.

But after all they were just friends. Nothing more and nothing less. But the feeling in time progressed and so did their feelings towards each other.

And one day. It was all professed. All of it.

Because that day, he would leave. That day he

would leave her behind.

And so as they both sat on the cold pristine blue chairs, waiting for the flights to be called. Her hands were laced with his. Two cups of coffee by their seats.

"Are you excited?" She asked.

Though she wasn't quite excited herself.

He looked at her, confusion in his eyes.

"Should I be excited? I mean I don't want to leave you -"

"You're leaving, okay? Stop convincing yourself that you're not. This is a "

Suddenly a flight had been announced for departure. And It was his.

"- a once and a life time opportunity." She finished.

"So what I'm hearing is, you want me to leave?"

She playfully punched him on his chest.

"Course not! Like I said - it's a once and a life time opportunity." She says, picking up his luggage as they stood from their seats.

And as he stood he thought, so was she. She was a once and a life time opportunity. Because the moment he would come back, she has probably moved on with her life.

And as the two walked over to the departure gate the slightest regret washed over him.

And it very much hurt to leave he thought.

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"Ok. It's time to go."

She smiled. But it wasn't a genuine smile. In fact it wasn't even a smile. It was a frown forcing itself to curve back upward.

As the last few of passengers boarded on, she couldn't help but feel the empty hole in her heart starting to open itself again.

And for the last time, they had taken a sip of the coffee he had bought for both of them. Setting them down on the ground.

And for the first time, he kissed her.

And her heart beat thumping around in her ribcage. An extreme bliss rising in her as the lips she had been curious of feeling for months had finally made contact with hers. And they tasted just like hers. Coffee.

And for the first time, the feeling of butterflies burst out of her stomach and she didn't give them one second of attention.

Because nobody knew how long it would take for
the two strangers who fell in love, to take a sip of
coffee once more.