Simply, you are my friend each cup of coffee and croissant each lump of sweetness exchanged distilling down moments of laughter sadness, and passing silence
When cups are cold your hand is warm your eyes are always there to see in whirlpools of questions and conversation no subject so profound or mundane that you do not find of interesting hue
There we sit from busy bodies tangle till sometimes closing night shift savoring the upside-down time split of days end and beginning, entangled in each other's thoughts and chemistry