It was 9 in the morning. Jamie was just sitting on her bed after washing up and making sure all her things were all packed-up. It was her last day in the city and she was feeling down about leaving. Her flight would still be at night but she had to check-out before 12 noon.
Her phone buzzed. Someone sent her a message.
It was Casey.
She felt her heart beat a little faster.
“Coffee?” he asked.
A little confused, she typed ‘Yes’ but hesitated to send it. Eventually, she deleted it.
‘Are you asking me if I like coffee or just teasing me because I like coffee?’ she muttered to herself frustratingly. She really likes this guy but she couldn’t tell him and she was exerting all her effort to act normal around him.
She was thinking of anything brilliant she could say to make their exchange of messages longer. She couldn’t think of anything.
She settled to, “Yes. Good morning :)”
She sent the message with a smile on her face as if Casey could see her. But she’s freaking worried each second without a reply from him.
Two minutes passed by when she received a photo of a cafe and two more messages from Casey.
“Good morning :)”
“I’m here at a cafe across your hotel. I’ll wait for you.”
She didn’t know what to do. Excitement and nervousness swept over her.
“Hey..” is most likely the only word that will come out of my mouth when I see you. I can imagine myself just standing in front of you, tongue-tied, and struck with awe.
Bitten by your charm bug, I definitely am. I can’t fathom how a person from a million of miles away would have such an impact in my mood and in my mind.
How could you come into my life without a warning? I was living peacefully until you came and put each of my days in deep reverie.
By mere seeing your name, my heart would jump. You’re greater than the serotonin in my coffee cup.
How dare you? How dare you steal a part of me in just a snap? You make me think how different we are and how we are apart.
But who knows what the future holds? It may be written in the stars that I will meet you someday. Our story might just start with “Hey..”
Flushed. I can feel my face is burning red and is numb. Do you know the feeling of arguing with someone while thinking the ace card is on your side? You’d contemplate on how dumb that person could be to even express himself when you both know that you know better than him.. only to find out later that you were wrong.
Earlier, I was arguing with my friend and I discovered later that he was right.
My self-righteous conscience smirked at me making my damaged pride pack its suitcase and it left me without saying goodbye.
I remember one time, my bestfriend and I met in a mall. We were looking for a coffee shop, CBTL to be specific. I forgot what that acronym stands for after a long time of not going there. I settled for “Coffee Blend” and didn’t bother what the “TL” means.
“Where’s the ‘CBTL? Coffee Blend?’ I asked the guard who was roaming around. “Huh? ‘Coffee Bleend,’ go straight and turn right.‘ My eyes wanted to roll but I just smiled and thanked him. Bubble thought: “The nerve of that man to correct me. My pronunciation is the right one!”
Thinking about that innocent man and my bestfriend who wouldn’t stop laughing, I was embarrassed and ashamed of what I did and thought. Well, not really. Maybe just a little bit. Anyway, of course the guard was right. I just misheard him. It’s Coffee Bean.
I have the same stories in different situations. I just never learn.
My mind is a b*tch. It can go from very pleasant to cruel one. But hey, I am glad my mouth has a filter.