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Inside That Little Coffee Shop.

by @Emma_Harlow

There’s a little coffee shop Down an avenue, I like to walk. It smells like I imagine you still do, Inside that little coffee shop. That little coffee shop is where we used to go When life was good and happy. We didn’t have a care in the world, Inside that little coffee shop. Looking back on that little coffee shop, It still amazes me how much things have changed. I would never have imagined that you could hurt me like this Inside that little coffee shop. That little coffee shop still feels like home to me, Its warm fire still makes me glow. But it will never be the same without you Inside that little coffee shop. In that coffee shop is where you first showed me How it truly felt to be loved. I would never have realised that your love would lead to this, Inside that little coffee shop. As I walk past that little coffee shop I am hit, again and again, with the familiarity that our love is over. I walk past in the knowledge that I will never see you again Inside that little coffee shop. That little coffee shop will always be my home for you, Its where my memories of you Have laid to rest. It will always be Inside that little coffee shop.
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Emma_Harlow
22 / F / San Junipero
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Written by
Emma_Harlow
22 / F / San Junipero
Published
Apr 30, 2019
Time
2m
Tags
#you#little#me#smell#love#loved#rest#walk#coffee#shop
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