7:46PM
4 days left, I'm going to leave.
I went for a walk tonight and went on a coffee shop with you. I ordered a two espresso for you and me, our favorite drink as always and a mixed-berries cheese cake.
The ambience of the coffee shop makes me happy and sad, happy because you are here with me; sad because I'm going to leave you soon, it is mixed like this one we're eating right now.
The taste of my espresso will never be the same. For I know in my heart on that fruitful day, we began to play this little game, one that required many to play.
Exchanged names, reserved glances using up one of our lifetime chances. Together, we have the world in our hands, together, we can create future plans.
Can I ask you for a dance?
-a.c
YOU ARE READING
Clouded Thoughts.
PoetryThis is pure beauty, it is making my heart flutter inside like a trapped butterfly trying to escape it's dark cage... This is my journal for 30 days only. I write, so as to not be dead.
