I sit beside the stranger
Trying to keep it from being awkward,
I smile slightly and look away
Peering at the clouds.
I can't help but watch
As her hand moves slowly,
Dragging it along her notebook
She writes.
Chapter One
My heart accelerates
While my breathing deepens,
I had met a writer
Like myself.
She looks up, frowning
And quickly shuts her notebook.
I turn away quickly,
Making my bangs a curtain.
There's no way I can speak to her,
She'll think I'm a freak.
The subway stops,
I quickly rush off.
I have a slight regret,
Thinking I'll never see her again.
I run to my favorite coffee shop
And order the usual.
I turn and smile,
Seeing Her.
I walk over slowly,
Then open my mouth.
"Have you ever heard of...
Wattpad?"
{Author's note} This is based partially upon a true experience... Nevertheless, tell ne what ya think? O.o
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Falling In Love at a Coffee Shop
PoetryWe all dream of finding the one person who loves the same things we do. What will Christian do when he finds a girl with the same interests?