I've been going to my favourite coffee shop for over two years, probably four, when it happend. Everyday I would go there and sit at my favourite place, at the small table on the window and observe the people and city, the whole life just passed by.
Everything is moving.
Everything goes on and on.
Just like me keeping up with my daily routine of drinking a cup of coffee combined with a little slice of a cake that looked delicious to me that day.
It was during my thrid year at university, everyone was just getting back to their old schedules after the break, everyone looked tired in the morning and so did I, while making my way to my favourite place, empty as always and sat down.
For a little while everything suddenly stopped, because my eyes stumbled upon you and you looked really lovely, so I decided, I like you.