I imagine. Perhaps, one day I might find myself sitting in some coffee shop. You pass by. Maybe you remember me from a time ago, when our paths collided and uncrossed. Maybe you’ve never met me at all. Living in the same universe but entirely different dimensions until this moment. (…have we been in each other all along?) Walking parallel in the opposite direction.
You’re stimulating; fascinating as the effect of the milk and the taste on my lips at the moment. You matter right now and I wonder
because of this-
you’ll matter always.
We catch courage from one another. Curiously gazing over exotically-named $7 flavored coffee beverages. Someone I know nearly nothing about
—anymore…or never have.
But whom I am covertly evaluating for possibly spending the rest of my life with.
Or, at the very least, the next hour as I finish my Caramel Macchiato.
Only if this moment in the coffee shop changes our lives forever
and you, we…
we never let it go.
I imagine. I am a dreamer. And this is my dream. You are my dream.
-Written by ME - Ashley Camden. Please do not steal!