Coffee.
It was the one thing that kept you calm. The one beverage that made your mind calm, your muscles relax, and your thinking focused.
To many, coffee is a beverage that gets their mind working, their soul recharged. But this golden drink does the exact opposite for you. It helps you ignore the millions of thoughts, the constant buzzing in your ears.
It made you feel at home.
Just the aroma made you want to dance to slow jazz, to just sway to the music, and forget your problems as you twirled away in bliss.
That's how he made you feel.
His coffee coloured eyes, beige coat, dark, black coffee coloured curls made you want to melt away. Like sugar.
The time you spent with him reminded you of the feeling of sipping the delicious liquid.
But as you keep sipping, you realise that your pace has increased. You don't realise when sipping turns into gulping. You were getting obsessed. Falling for him. But you knew love was not on your mind when you both started meeting.
It was meant to be nothing serious.
So, why then, as you looked at him waiting for you to speak, to let your heart out, did your mouth turn dry? You had prepared a script. Memorised it. Multiple times.
And yet here you were. Standing there like a dumb idiot.
Why couldn't you just say it to him?
Is saying,"Let's end this", such a big of a deal?
AN
Hi...there will be a part 2..I'm so new to this so pls bear with my mistakes and/or childishness... Also, I found the gif on tumblr..so I don't own(?) it. Thanks sm for reading!! Muah byee
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