Dark Coffee
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Shine café.
That's where we first met.
I hated you.
But you didn't seem to mind.
And I know people use that word way too loosely but the mere sight of you used to make my stomach churn.
Its ironic because it seemed like you enjoyed the fact that I hated you...like it brought you some sort of comfort.
But you knew what you were doing.
Didn't you?
All that persistence, is what ultimately brought us together.
And its funny how it all started over Dark Coffee.
This is our journey...
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