Fed.

I kept revisiting that place hoping you'd be there. In many tries I have only seen you once more.
I connect the smell of fresh roasted guatemalan coffee beans to your glasses and facial features. I dress my most flattering hoping you'll notice so that one day it will lead you to notice my heart.
I finally understand that I've misunderstood this place all along. This place could save my life, or it could kill me.
My mind refocuses while you read aloud along with a fellow's clanking clashing piano chords. My desire to rummage through the files stowed away in your brain is fed just by the vocalization of the flow of your ink in your journal. I want to share anything with you. Coffee, a conversation, a movie.
Why do the names of the most influential figures in my life begin with the same letter? hm...
-A