I'm sitting here, in the corner of the old coffe shop.
In the same coffe shop we meet,
In the same place we smiled,
In the same place we lived our happy moments,
In the same place, you broke my heart.
You are with someone new,
But you have the same black coffe.
I'm just waiting.
For who?
For my future love to apear.
By now, I tried all the types of coffe,
Avoinding the milk coffe.
Why?
Because it keeps reminding me of you.
It keeps reminding me
How your eyes used to look when you were reciving your beloved coffe...
But, I guess, a coffe dosen't lasts forever...
And neither does love.
