I.
the boy at the coffee shop
is a nameless being
with a permanent hold on her
he fills her waking thoughts
with his soft smiles
and brown eyes
light cocoa skin
a sharp contrast
to the white of a coffee cup
every time she's there
he is too
it makes her wonder
if he happens to work there
but in all her time at the cafe
she has yet to see him
put on an apron
and ask for orders
she longs to talk to him
to banter and to flirt
to have a coffee shop au
all her own
but every time
she tries to speak
doubt creeps
into her throat
and stays there
she is a
chipped porcelain cup
gilded with gold
letting others fill her to the brim
till she spilled over the edges
someday she will
go up to talk
to the boy
at the coffee shop
but for now
she is just
a stranger
longing from afar
forever people watching
and forever watched by people
-j.
Dec 18, 2021
Dec 18, 2021 at 6:32 PM UTC
I.
the boy at the coffee shop
is a nameless being
with a permanent hold on her
he fills her waking thoughts
with his soft smiles
and brown eyes
light cocoa skin
a sharp contrast
to the white of a coffee cup
every time she's there
he is too
it makes her wonder
if he happens to work there
but in all her time at the cafe
she has yet to see him
put on an apron
and ask for orders
she longs to talk to him
to banter and to flirt
to have a coffee shop au
all her own
but every time
she tries to speak
doubt creeps
into her throat
and stays there
she is a
chipped porcelain cup
gilded with gold
letting others fill her to the brim
till she spilled over the edges
someday she will
go up to talk
to the boy
at the coffee shop
but for now
she is just
a stranger
longing from afar
forever people watching
and forever watched by people
-j.
for context, au stands for alternative universe: a coffeeshop au is a trope where the barista and a customer fall in love.
thank you to jules for the collab :)
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