today, you were smiling. i loved seeing your smile, along with those heart shaped lips of yours. it was contagious, and your singing was too.
i came to this coffee house a lot, and mostly it was because you sang there daily at eight o'clock. i always sat in the same place, with the same drink, and the same glasses.
i've been visiting since summer, since that one day i happened to come in and you were here, and i learned that you were a regular.
your voice is pretty, and i hope you think i am too.
— ksj