A Starbucks Love Story [COMPLETED]

A Starbucks Love Story (Prologue)

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This is...well, you'll see. Read at your own risk. Pero sana may magtiyagang tumapos;) Once you start, please finish? Pretty please?:) Hihi.

Partly dedicated to that someone God designed just for me. (Kung meron man at nagawa ba siya)

ALL kinds of comments, harsh and fine, are appreciated;)

Salamat!:)

PROLOGUE

Coffee is a drug.

A drug anyone can be addicted to.

Some can live without coffee.

But some cannot.

Transformed into many flavors to complement our own tastes.

Just like love.

Many flavors, many kinds.

But NO ONE can sure live without it.

We are all made capable to love.

Even the hardest of hearts.

There is always that one special space in our hearts, destined to be occupied by someone.

No matter how old or young we are, we love.

No matter what gender we have, gay or lesbian, we love.

No matter what we look like, fat or skinny, we love.

No matter what complexion we have, black or white, we love.

As long as we have a heart that feels, we love.

We all have different recipes on making our coffee.

Just like the only difference we have when it comes to love.

WHEN and HOW does it go our way?