I walked in the coffee shop down the street
The clouds were dark as the rain poured down
I went into the coffee shop and took my seat
I look through the window a view of the town
The place was filled with noise of chattering
People get about and just making conversation
Fresh brewed coffee filled the air with its aroma
A girl walked in which caught my attention
She sat down on a table right next to mine
Hold onto a cup of coffee with a tear in her eye
I went over to her table and asked her why
" Just another bad day" was her reply
That was the start of our conversation
Drinking coffee and sharing our stories
Trading our secrets with no hesitation
Who knew all of the broken pieces
Could be fix with coffee and conversations