My body was trembling
When I felt him near
His feet
Playing footsie
With me
And my foot
Under the table
(As I ate a foot long
Sandwish
And had onion breath)

He liked my  breath
I thought then
Because I felt his lips
Getting closer to me.
I felt it
and my breath stopped
My whole breathing stopped
Making my chest
pounding so hard.
It was my heart.

I turned my head sideways
Avoiding the inevitable.
He reached for a napking
He tried to touch my fingers
Grab my hand.
Yes grab my hand!
But no. He can't
So I took them away
I moved my foot away
And my hungry mouth away,
Away from him.

His body screamed at me.
His eyes asked why?
Hurt was shooting through his eyes.
Nothing new to me
Since I saw the same
in my mirror each day
When a thought of his lips
crossed my mind.
The mouth I want to be forever mine....

I saw this young lady
She stepped into Starbucks
Holding a thick novel by Murakami
And a wrapped sandwich from Subway
In front of the counter
She smiled to the Barista
Ordered her coffee
Grande hot caramel latte, i guess
She chose to seat at the corner
Tasted her coffee using the stirrer
Unwrapped her sandwish, began to eat
I kept my eyes on this young lady
While she was eating, she was scrolling
Wasnt sure what was she looking at
But I saw she smiled, and giggled to herself
She was all alone
Accompanied by her handbag, handphone, coffee, and subway
But her face didn't show that she was lonely
She ate halfway, i knew she enjoyed her sandwich a little while ago,
She seemed to made a phone call out
Her pleasant face changed expression
While she was talking on the phone
She took the Starbucks serviette
Started tearing, began to cry
What a long conversation she had.
I watched her for a moment
What made this young lady cried?
I wonder.
She didn't finish her sandwich,
I wasnt sure bout her coffee, but she threw it away as she stepped out from Starbucks.
I whispered to my self,
"What drama I just watched?"