Tag Archives: Coffee

Just Want To See Her Face

Shes been on my mind lately. And I am pretty sure I have feelings for her. She often arrives during my idle moments. Sitting (or walking) and day dreaming, staring out of windows (or ambling down the street) my mind … Continue reading

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Diner (Nighthawks)

A car drifted by outside, its lights slowly fading into the gloom. “Are we going to see each other again?” “Yeah, maybe.” Maybe means no. She knows it means no and he does. He will focus on the yeah, it … Continue reading

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