Inhale

Trois

I have noticed your schedule.

                                                          Twenty minutes after the café opens, you walk in and take the booth  in the corner by  the fake plants.

                         You then look at the menu for five minutes before choosing something different from the what you've already had before.

                         I think that that's unique because most people always stick to one permanent type of coffee, but you change it up.

            If you end up not liking the type of coffee that you chose, you scrunch up your nose and order a different.

                                                      If you do like it, you do nothing with your face, only continue to drink.

                                     After you order your coffee, you stare out the window, but it seems to me that your eyes always wander back to my face.

                                    I'll  look your way every once in a while and we exchange small smiles.

                 Your smiles are different from any that I've ever seen.

 

                                               I don't know why my heart beats faster when I see you smile or why I am always counting down the twenty minutes until you come or why I crave your touch all of a sudden.

                                                                   I've never felt this before.