It was one of those pleasant days.
He must be waiting for my presence,
Like he does every day.
The car stopped in front of his café with a screech.
I could smell the saltiness and chocolate along the breeze.
I didn’t think my heart would race so fast and speed.
I needed some time to calm it,
Before somebody noticed and ask me—
What was that, indeed.
The bell rang as I pushed the door,
Letting him know I was already inside the store.
He must have heard me somehow.
Before I even realized,
My hands were clutching his elbow.
He took me with some caution,
And led me to the table—
Even though he knows I’m totally capable.
He pulled the chair for me to sit,
Making a squeaking sound.
I smiled, imagining him
Making an annoyed face, hearing that every day around.
He rushed to the kitchen with some excuse,
Before I could finish saying, “Yes, please.”
There he was—already on his toes—
With my favourite brownie and milkshake.
He knows just how to get a smile from me.
Now my heart is really at stake.
He entertained me with dreams and daily stories,
While nudging me to eat some savouries.
I could feel how attentive he became
Whenever I asked or said something.
It made me more than happy—
To feel like I had my own space in his life,
As someone who truly mattered.
Time ran fast—
It was already half past.
He walked me to the door,
And told me to come again, more.
Once he disappeared to resume his day,
I took out my white cane to continue the rest of my way.
He’s unaware of the words I’ve been saving since we met.
I can’t confess them in just two lines—
That the days I’ve spent with him,
I’ve felt loved,
Strong, and blessed.
So let me savour the moment,
Until I gain the strength—
To never part,
And pursue him till the end.