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I look across from my table and see you seated near a window, your gaze fixated on something outside. Your eyes are carefully following while your mind is slowly drifting, not to mention your drink is getting cold. Notice me.
I was so fixated on you that when you turned to take a sip of your drink our eyes meet for just a second. For once I saw your face clearly, and I noticed how radiant you shine sitting next to the window. Beautiful.
I want to sit next to you.
I don’t want you to grow suspicious of me, so I turn my head down to mind my own business, but I can’t get the image of you out of my head. I want to know about you.
The feeling is so familiar yet so foreign because, with you it feels different.
I grow tired of seeing my reflection through the tea cup, so I lift my head ever so slightly and you greet me with a warm kind smile. I love you.
I’m filled with embarrassment that I quickly stand in my seat and make my way towards the door without another thought. I pass you by and happen to glance at the table. Café au lait.
