A stranger walks into my cafe.
He is not new
He is not liked
Death has no words for him.
Time did not decide to be on his side.
The Almighty places a gentle pressure on my head, and leaves.
This is its plan.
I know this.
How I proceed with this sudden appearance is my choice.
He wanders in, and orders.
I have seen him before.
He was the one I had followed and
the one who led me to being lost.
I stand from my seat and
the two baristas frown.
They know not to serve this boy.
He is like me, yet not.
"Excuse me, do you mind if i ask you to leave?"
He turns to me with a bewildered look.
"But-"
A whine.
"Please. Leave. I don't think I need to say this again right? When, this is my cafe."
He will certainly not defy my rules.
"I just want to-"
"Leave. Do not come back to this place. You are not good for it, and I simply cannot allow you to stay"
"Okay."
Oh how I was enlightened to see him leave.
Do not come back to me stranger.
The almighty has planned for things to be as they will.
Let them be.
I am not here to comfort you.
Apologies you think are needed
are worthless.
Time, death, and the Almighty,
are three spirits.
My three spirits.
Leave or so help me, i will not hesitate
To force you out.
This is my Cafe Andantellica.
You will not bend my rules.
You will not ruin my Cafe.
