"I think the barista just flirted with me."
I haven't seen you in two days, and that's the way you chose to greet me.
When there was a phone number on your cup, you giggled.
You giggled because some stranger is smitten with you.
Why don't you giggle about me being in love with you?
The barista doesn't deserve you, anyways.
I'll make sure he knows that when I get rid of him tonight.
