[✓] Can a boy really consist of so much coffee, that you fall in love with him.
Mocha believes so, she is just not sure if he is returning the favor.
Ranked #137 in Poetry & #239 in Short Story
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Daniel (I can't break myself to say dear, I am to hurt)
I am cold and dry Cold like the coffee on the table Dry like the small coffeee stains My cup has made on these pages The have stained the pages Like you have stained my heart I am crying out in silliness Staining my cheeks with tears How am I surposed to live When you love her for dear life
I'll miss you You barely come around for a cup anymore Please come back I just want you to see you In someway I want to go to Starbucks At five in the morning Just Amanda wouldn't be mad at you
Does she know I love you I bet she do She is clever and smart I bet she is the reason We aren't as close So dear Daniel Please have coffee with me tomorrow I beg you, it's been a month
