While digesting my daily cocktail of Wei Fie and fruit, I discovered the lead associate and I share a dry wit and a love for sweeping. And then day after day,his
figure was absent among the coffee beans and the scones. I became more unraveled with each passing shift...crumbling..with beseeching eyes while clinging to the cold case..I asked the barrista, " he's coming back? isn't he?"..She gave a nothing answer
I realized the grounds of my former atmosphere were going to grind to a halt. And a venti size thought shot straight to my head like a brain freeze..
he toasted my weekly bagel ..he is a witness to my weekly carb-count consumption.. clearly a relationship that was not meant to last
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