The Coffee Shop:

There was a coffee shop I went to everymorning at 3 when I couldn't sleep, it was so peaceful and nice there. Everyone in that little coffee shop knew eachother we were like family.

That morning around 4:30 I sat in the shop and read my book, I heard the little bell ding as a gush of air came with it. I figured it was Nacy from the apartments across the street it wasn't..it was a tall handsome brunette who was bundled up. He flashed a smile at me, I knew from that moment on I needed to know his name.

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