Green Tea Latte Extra Shot

I had ordered it several times until today.

Since that day we walked through the traffic for reaching nearest coffee shop.
Since that day you told me a lot of details about daily life and your personal thoughts. I never thought to stop, even a bit, adoring how you build a story. I wondered how lucky people who were in your league having you spilled beautiful words, in vivid details, in a right time frame, and in an interesting way. For me, your presence was the same as green tea latte extra shot. You two helped me going through difficult days and yes, that felt grant.

At that time, the sun was shining too bright. It soaked us through the window as we sat together, face to face in high chairs. I fail to connect the huge plot of the chats, I just can recall tiny details that I secretly pray not going to fade away as our time rolls. Perhaps that morning was one of best mornings we both ever had. Perhaps morning like that will never happen again tomorrow or years from now on, maybe happiness like that was something plainly borrowed from the coffee shop itself. Perhaps it was just a huge lie, but if it really was, damn, wasn't it the most beautiful lie we ever harbored?


This morning, I'm finding myself contented, sitting alone in a cold rustic chair, holding newspaper, staring blankly at the road through the window.
Now, it is without you. The barista calls my name, mentioning my drink.
It is still green tea latte extra shot.
Do not worry, I never change my mind too fast.