This was exactly the third message that this "secret admirer" has sent me. The letters creep me out, yet they flutter my heart every time I read them.
Tu Caballero. It is a Spanish phrase that's reached my vocabulary, means 'your knight'.
I closed the window and started proofreading.
My day passed by and decided to have a coffee to end it well. Opening my phone, I searched for nearby coffee shops.
"Good evening. Welcome to our café, Ma'am! Can I get your order?"
"One Americano, please."
I like every bit of these café. The personnels are friendly, as well as the baristas, its ambiance is comfy, the surrounding is clean... This must be promoted!
I found a perfect spot to stay and laid my bag down as I seated. My coffee is served and I bid "thank you" to the staff who gave my order.
I looked around. Couples are everywhere, alright. I have no say. I just wonder what it feels when someone's always by your side, complimenting you for being beautiful, having nice dates, walking around while holding hands, texting "good morning," "take care," or even "I love you."
While sipping on my coffee, a note pasted on my cup passed my eyes. My eyebrows furrowed. Why would anyone place a note here?
Smile. You look more beautiful when a smile's plastered on your flawless face. You look sad. Cheer up!
Wait. He's the one who's been sending me letters, isn't he? How can he place such note? Is he one of the baristas or workers here? Or he ordered one of the personnels to put it here?
I'm just contemplating the feeling of being complimented!
Oh, there she goes again,
Every morning it's the same
You walk on by my house
I wanna call out your name
A mellow song played as I searched for someone who's capable of doing this thing.
I want to tell you how beautiful you are from where I'm standing
You got me thinking what we could be 'cause
My eyes have met a pair of orbs that I haven't seen before. The owner of such amazing gift is staring at me. He's wearing a black suit with grey polo inside. Broad shoulders, his hair that's amazing the way it's fixed, fair complexion, and his eyes... Man, how can a modern Adonis be just meters away from me?
I keep craving, craving, you don't know it but it's true
Can't get my mouth to say the words they want to say to you
This is typical of love
Can't wait anymore, I won't wait, I need to tell you how I feel when I see us together forever
Is he... No. I guess not. Seconds have passed, but he's still staring at me!
In my dreams you're with me
We'll be everything I want us to be
And from there, who knows, maybe this will be the night that we kiss for the first time
Or is that just me and my imagination
Quickly, I grabbed my bag and cup of coffee and stormed out the shop with a heart beating fast.
