it was actually at a coffee shopmy waiting room was just my job
but even though my surroundings changed
one thing hadn't
you
you still walked into my hell
you still smiled
"small coffee, please."
you handed me a ten
"can i have your name?"
i picked up my sharpie
"michael."
i smiled
"i'll get that to you in just a minute.
michael."
you smiled again
what a beautiful smile
i handed you a coffee
and you walked out the door
and just like that
i was sitting in my waiting room hell
hoping my waiting will end
and soon enough
it did.
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Beige//mgc
Fanfictionrose wrote a diary about her one true love and their wonderful life together //TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of self harm and suicide//