. . . C H A N G E . . . {c o m p l e t e d}

XX.T H E E N D

XX.T H E  E N D

She quit her job at the new record store down the street and requested for her job back at the urban cafe.The smell of strong coffee beans somehow released her stress and the thought of seeing him again made her feel ever so better.

"Can I have a cup of black coffee?"he asked her knowingly of her answer.

"With just two cubes of sugar?"she asked him knowingly of his answer. 

"One cube." he corrected her.

They then stared deeply into each others eyes longingly because,

She watched him come and go like passing cars.

He watched her fall like a shooting star.

and maybe this wasn't . . . T H E  E N D . . . of their story.

Yours truly 

AyeshaHoran.

Thanks for sticking to my short story...it really means a lot to me :')