I walked into the coffee shop, and I saw you reading a book with a serious face in the corner seat. I came to the counter to order something and then sat down in front of you.
“I thought you would be late,” you smiled.
I could feel my cheek became warmer.
“My professor had to do something, so my class was dismissed earlier,” I peeked at the book, “Murakami?”
You sipped your coffee, “Yes. This series is pretty good. You should try reading it, too.”
And just like that, we talked about everything for hours. You and your cold caramel macchiato with cheesecake, me and my hot chamomile tea with a tuna sandwich.
“I’m going tomorrow,” I sipped my chamomile tea, tried not to look at you.
“Have a safe trip. It’s only a month. We could text or video call,” you said with that calm voice.
I shrugged off, “I don’t really like video call, you know.”
Another sip as an excuse to hide my blushed face.
They said, there are two things that people can’t hide: sneeze and love.
Trying not to be so obvious when you fall in love is hard. Might as hard as denying it.
So I give it to you, a little by little.
So you won’t notice.
Because I’m the one who chooses this way.
But there’s no guarantee you will stay.
And I can feel it.
That I’ll miss you.
“I thought you would be late,” you smiled.
I could feel my cheek became warmer.
“My professor had to do something, so my class was dismissed earlier,” I peeked at the book, “Murakami?”
You sipped your coffee, “Yes. This series is pretty good. You should try reading it, too.”
And just like that, we talked about everything for hours. You and your cold caramel macchiato with cheesecake, me and my hot chamomile tea with a tuna sandwich.
“I’m going tomorrow,” I sipped my chamomile tea, tried not to look at you.
“Have a safe trip. It’s only a month. We could text or video call,” you said with that calm voice.
I shrugged off, “I don’t really like video call, you know.”
Another sip as an excuse to hide my blushed face.
They said, there are two things that people can’t hide: sneeze and love.
Trying not to be so obvious when you fall in love is hard. Might as hard as denying it.
So I give it to you, a little by little.
So you won’t notice.
Because I’m the one who chooses this way.
But there’s no guarantee you will stay.
And I can feel it.
That I’ll miss you.
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