We ended up going for coffee. In that dingy cafe on third. You remember it right? When we walked in the shop girl gave us that knowing smile. I didn't realise it then but that smile should have been a tip off. I should have ran out the door and never looked back. But I just ignored her lopsided grin and let you buy me a cappuccino. It was so awkward at first not knowing what to say. Then you told me some random thing about how you worked at a newspaper and you should be at work right now but you decided to come have coffee with me instead. I kinda just sat there like a stunned mullet. I should have been thankful I came before work for once but that was back before you started caring more about your newspaper than me. I should never have taken that coffee for granted.
Or maybe I should never have taken that coffee in the first place.
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Temporary
أدب المراهقينIt was all just temporary, never meant to last. You, me, us. It all had to end sometime.
