I'm here, sitting in the dark corner of a coffee shop.
Every time the door opens the cold night breeze floods my essence
and gives me goosebumps,
symbolic of my current emotional state of mind; cold.
My eyelids fall heavy as I close my eyes for a quick daydream.
I can almost feel the faint warmth of his complexion as I am heavily buried in his chest
Tight arms securing me, relaxing me.
He leans in and I gently press against his rosy lips before the cold night breeze shakes me from my daze.
I can hear the barista.