I miss going out for lunch.
In the little cafes.
Like the one on the corner.
Or Starbucks.
You'd always get the same thing.
Always coffee.
Regardless of whether we went to a fast food place,
a coffee shop,
an after noon tea spot,
or anything else.
Always coffee.
And I miss it.
I love you, Phil.
YOU ARE READING
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