I’ve written this before but I can’t help but notice…
And I’m in the midst of it all inhaling the same caffeinated aroma in this small cafe.
You’re shy but your smile hides that. And you can’t help but share your love and laughter to every boring spirit. You know pain and it knows you so together you work to rid it from everyone else. You touch hearts to remind them they’re not alone. You carry secrets because not many people know how to hold on to it themselves. Sometimes you wish you could save that one person who rejects your offers, but only time will bring them to you. You’re patient with others. You listen to every heartbeat. You fix every broken heart. And when you fail, you love to google ways to help them the next time you see them.
But sometimes, just sometimes you wish there was that one person who cared as much as you do.
What I see in them is what I saw in us. Hope. But tomorrow brought destruction.
This small cafe spared me a second chance. Feelings of animosity pull me away. The closer he gets, the further I run back into the darkness, concealing the pain that is yet to come.
I would give you my heart if I could only find the last person who stole it from me.
I sat, taking a sip of my favorite Peppermint Mocha drink from Starbucks. I notice everyone who walked in and out, and I also notice those who took the time to sit inside where there was warm air, and drink their coffees/refreshers. There was Mrs. Catherine drinking her very berry hibiscus and playing on her phone. Every now and then she would ask me about school and I’d say the usual, “it sucks.”
And then there was that lawyer (who’s name I still do not know) sit by the icy, cold window, take a sip of his chai latte tea…or whatever it’s call…and he’d read and highlight every single page of his book (kinda like me with my notes).
I sat there just staring at everyone, and I thought…there’s something about these small pricey cups that keep people coming back for more.
Maybe it’s the way it nourishes the soul with its rich caffeinated flavors or how it wakes up the sleepy heads early in the morning. It’s probably the way it reunites old friends after weeks, months, or years from seeing each other, or how it can bring together two broken hearts in search for love.
Or maybe it’s the way it helps people study for a crazy exam, or how it calms people down after a stressful day.
For some people, it brings peace, love, and hope. It brings up topics of conversations. It helps them get stuff done. Its that sip they take that makes them wish for something better to happen in that small cafe.
And for others it’s just….a pricey cup from Starbucks.
But whatever their reason may be, they always come back for more.