i met you
on a quiet tuesday,
in the soft sunlight
of a small beach café.
you looked bored --
so i walked over,
and we got to talking.
that same day,
two years later --
i walked back
into that café.
on a quiet tuesday.
in the same soft sunlight.
i ordered the same drink.
and i saw you,
from afar.
i didn't dare go over.
you were just bored.
and i was never
enough
to cure that alone.
Jun 25, 2025
Jun 25, 2025 at 11:29 AM UTC
i met you
on a quiet tuesday,
in the soft sunlight
of a small beach café.
you looked bored --
so i walked over,
and we got to talking.
that same day,
two years later --
i walked back
into that café.
on a quiet tuesday.
in the same soft sunlight.
i ordered the same drink.
and i saw you,
from afar.
i didn't dare go over.
you were just bored.
and i was never
enough
to cure that alone.
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