It was a glorious, colorful autumn.
We'd just left the coffee shop. When we walked by, he had giggled and pulled me inside, saying, "C'mon, let's be basic teens and get some pumpkin spice!"
I don't like coffee. I never had. But when he handed me my cup and looked into my eyes while I tried it, it was the best thing I'd ever tasted.
My hand still tingled where she grabbed it.
As we walked through the park with our drinks, a light drizzle began to fall. he pulled out an umbrella from her bag, I pulled up my hood and hunched my shoulders.
"Don't be silly," he giggled, pulling me under the umbrella with her. I couldn't help but laugh too, her laugh is infectious.
As the sun started to shine again, she pulled me down to sit on a bench. She beamed down at me, and I could only gaze back adoringly.
"So Willow..." he began. I knew this tone of voice, it's dangerous.
"Who do you like?" He whispered, and I looked away. I wanted to say, 'you, you, a thousand times you. You're the only one I can ever think about. You're gorgeous and sweet and funny and...'
Instead, I shrugged my shoulders and looked down at my cup.
She looked at me with a cautious smile. "If I tell you mine, will you tell me yours?"
"Okay." I said.
"The person I like... ...is you."
I drop my drink.
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few years Past, we got married, had 2 little kids, we lived by the lake which has a pretty view of the water
VOUS LISEZ
my only and true love
Poésiethe story about a girl and a man who fell in love in a coffee shop