Think Outside The Box

Coffee in Hand

The way I miss your lips is not healthy.

The way I miss your touch is absurd.

The way I craved for your smile and laughter is lunatic.

The way i miss your voice is unbelievable.

I only know you for days. That Christmas eve where you said I should come.

To enjoy the party that you and your friends have planned.

I never knew why I came maybe it's your smile or just your manipulative stare and captivating voice that did the trick.

I remembered the first time I rejected your invitation.

The next day you came to me and said how disappointed you are at me.

I was shocked thinking "who the hell does he think he is?"

Maybe that is why the second time I came at your side.

I never regretted coming at the party. The only regret I guess is that I was not thinking.

I never dared to asked if you already have a girlfriend.

I assumed none since you seem to act like no one can bring you down.

Then as the alcohol increase the sweat and the heart beat race.

People already gone home. I was planning to go as well thinking "I have an early shift 5am to be exact."

You stopped me the last minute and promised you will bring me and buy me a coffee first thing in the morning.

I acted stupid again and believed.

As the temperatures gone high and the clock strikes 5.

I was very nervous at the same time shy.

You looked at me and held my hand I hear the thunder inside my ribcage.

It is not the first time that I held hands but it is the first time I felt glad.

You looked at me and whispered in my ear. "You are so beautiful!"

I believed and trusted right away the stupid words from your stupid mouth.

We did the deed while everyone asleep.

Under the covers beside our workmate with a big chance of getting caught.

The adrenaline with the idea of being seen brings me to an ultimate high.

However after all the excitement and the rhythm of our suppress breath.

I go to work alone with a cheap coffee in hand.