She sat in the old cafe
she used to spend hours with someone
who left her years ago
she kept glancing at the window
with pen in her mouth and papers
thoughtfully looked for something poetic
to describe her disappointments

She had a cup of tea
and a slice of apple cake
because someone told her wisely
not to have too much caffeine
and she laughed at herself halfheartedly
in such a melancholy nostalgia

she traveled to the past
and she smiled, showing a grim
remembering the way they carved forever
within their jokes and their laughs
or even how she whirled within his heart
and she eventually thought it was enough
to dive down more into a nostalgia