Late lunch hour, I drag my feet to your places. You warm my gloom day just by your smile.
Accidentally, we wore red clothes. They woo us, your friends, for our shyness.
You brew me a cup of cappuccino, and ask me to sip it.
Bitter. And. Plainly milk is all I've taste.
You smile, humming Six Degrees Of Separation by The Script.
You reach my hand, and hold it. You smiled. I love seeing you smile. As if those smiles were made of and made for just myself.
You tell me that you're in love with The Script's song. You sang it all the time. Saying that you were there once.
Then I ask you, what for now?
You told me "I'm happy now" and hold my hands even tighter. I smile. You're joking right?
Why does there's something overwhelming my heart and I felt a lot of butterflies in my belly flying nowhere?
And now
Maybe
Just
...
Maybe
You caught me off guard. Never knew that I could fall for ya this quick.
I'm trying hard not to fall in love with you.
But...
You could never chose who you were falling for.
-CoffeeShop
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