Meeting you was a nice accident
I never intend to spent some of my spare time getting to know you and yet i end up knowing you more.
I walk down to memory lane
I love the smell of the coffee, i need a dose of one and you let me stay as you run some errands. You mister is damn well aware of my coffee attachements
I remember the excitement i get with the coffee and blueberry cheesecake and a book. I smiled as i reminisced the moment that day . I get to see your figure and the face that half hidden by your cap that you cant live without and that through the glass window of the cafe, i saw you passing by and everytime, you would glance back at me and i would pretend i did not notice you. Why? I dont know i just dont want you to assume am paying much attention of you
which is true. I do wanna capture every moment that my eyes meet even a slightest silhouette of you.
I am proud of you .
guess what? months ago you would be confused whether to open your own store and now you are building it piece my piece. Glad i get a glimpse of each of your progress.
An hour passed by, i get impatient, i went to the bus stop sitting on one of the bleacher, confused whether i would get to see you that day or even have a dinner with you. Called you tons and even left you a voice note. I sat as i waited for you. In my mind i know i do not wanna regret a tiny bits. Eyes wander around the stop seeing 2 to three buses passed by. I released a heave breath. And then there you are my eyes captured your figure heading towards me. Its never a couple of minutes passed and you come like a hero in the movies. Sometimes i would think are you for real? I remember You smiled and asked ‘ are you mad?’ And that for a millisecond made me smile and nodded.
You know that i would never be angry that long, you know i would value good moments than bad. You guessed it right .
One thing that amazes me is when you explained calmly with those eyes that sparkles with joy and that mesmerized me.
You know that i may be running errands but everytime i passed by the cafe i glanced at you. Even i know every details such as the blue berry cheese cake and the coffee you sipped nonstop and the book you kept on checking. I notice and know where you are and you never for once glance at me.’
That moment i cant help but chuckles if only you know i glance at you time to time and that you too never notice. I guess that makes me much more of a pro of staring without getting caught.
As you kept on talking i get lost staring at you as if memorising each part of your face and those eyes, the lips and the smile you make every time we see each other .
I don’t even think of getting you outta my mind i know you will always have a safe spot in my system.
Sometimes walking down a memory lane is something i do
It is where i get a glimpse of you.
The clock is ticking
This soon will be the realist one for me
Walking down a memory lane!
Imy.
I never intend to spent some of my spare time getting to know you and yet i end up knowing you more.
I walk down to memory lane
I love the smell of the coffee, i need a dose of one and you let me stay as you run some errands. You mister is damn well aware of my coffee attachements
I remember the excitement i get with the coffee and blueberry cheesecake and a book. I smiled as i reminisced the moment that day . I get to see your figure and the face that half hidden by your cap that you cant live without and that through the glass window of the cafe, i saw you passing by and everytime, you would glance back at me and i would pretend i did not notice you. Why? I dont know i just dont want you to assume am paying much attention of you
which is true. I do wanna capture every moment that my eyes meet even a slightest silhouette of you. I am proud of you .
guess what? months ago you would be confused whether to open your own store and now you are building it piece my piece. Glad i get a glimpse of each of your progress.
An hour passed by, i get impatient, i went to the bus stop sitting on one of the bleacher, confused whether i would get to see you that day or even have a dinner with you. Called you tons and even left you a voice note. I sat as i waited for you. In my mind i know i do not wanna regret a tiny bits. Eyes wander around the stop seeing 2 to three buses passed by. I released a heave breath. And then there you are my eyes captured your figure heading towards me. Its never a couple of minutes passed and you come like a hero in the movies. Sometimes i would think are you for real? I remember You smiled and asked ‘ are you mad?’ And that for a millisecond made me smile and nodded.
You know that i would never be angry that long, you know i would value good moments than bad. You guessed it right .
One thing that amazes me is when you explained calmly with those eyes that sparkles with joy and that mesmerized me.
You know that i may be running errands but everytime i passed by the cafe i glanced at you. Even i know every details such as the blue berry cheese cake and the coffee you sipped nonstop and the book you kept on checking. I notice and know where you are and you never for once glance at me.’
That moment i cant help but chuckles if only you know i glance at you time to time and that you too never notice. I guess that makes me much more of a pro of staring without getting caught.
As you kept on talking i get lost staring at you as if memorising each part of your face and those eyes, the lips and the smile you make every time we see each other .
I don’t even think of getting you outta my mind i know you will always have a safe spot in my system.
Sometimes walking down a memory lane is something i do
It is where i get a glimpse of you.
The clock is ticking
This soon will be the realist one for me
Walking down a memory lane!
Imy.