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    dots Submission Name: Coffee Confusiondots

    Author: marray proetus
    ASL Info:    100/F/no where
    Elite Ratio:    3.9 - 24/32/30
    Words: 416
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    Coffee Confusion

    There is nothing in this world that I would most like to do, than talk to her. Her dark brown curls tumbling down her slim neck, with the sunshine from the window giving it extra luster. She sits elegantly with her legs crossed in her sleeveless white summer dress. Her slim arms rest clasped in her lap, with a gentle kindness twinkling in her eyes. She is like an angel who can have no flaws in my eyes. She moves her lips to an unknown tune making me wonder what she’s thinking. What’s going on behind those eyes? What secrets do they behold?
    I know I will never find out, because I have a feeling that there is someone in her heart. How I came to this conclusion you ask? Well it goes like this.
    She became a regular customer at our café two months ago. A month after I started working here. She would come at least twice a week and order two cups of regular coffee. She would drink one cup, while staring out the window waiting for someone. But no one would appear. Then with an unhappy look on her face she would depart.
    Every time the same thing would happen, and added to that she would never say a word to me. Always with her eyes down she would place her order in a quiet tone. Sometimes I wonder “Do I really love this person? This person who I know nothing about or maybe I am just attracted to a mystery.”


    He never says a word to me or even smiles for that matter. He’s sociable and lively with everyone else. But with me it’s always ‘May I take your order.’ Nothing more nothing less
    I especially hate it when he has conversations with other woman. I have always been looking at him from the reflection of the window; watching him push back his hair in deep thought, then a second later smile like he has no worry in the world. I really can’t believe he doesn’t notice that the other cup is for him.
    Curse my shy personality, if only I could be like one of those vivacious girls. Then I would be able to tell him I love him. But for now I will wait to build up the courage, while the second cup gets cold. Someday I will make him have a cup of coffee with me

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