He walked in hastily clinging on to a really long black coat as if his life depended on it after minutes of peering through the window, as if checking to see the place was open yet. It came to no surprise as Michelle’s diner was open even in the harshest of winters we had experienced in the past. He shook himself slightly as he closed the door as an attempt to shake off the small pieces of snow that covered the top half of his worn out coat. I watched him walk with his head down as if he was trying to shield his face from the cold. I had never seen him before and I was a devoted regular here. I continued to look at him while occasionally focusing on something else fearing that he would notice two eyes staring intently at him and freak out. There was a great deal of people chatting away and enjoying each other’s company while the jukebox played ‘piano man’ for the fourth time. I don’t think anyone else took notice of him.
Don't tell me You once cared for me That I once made your heart flutter With series of irregular beatings That I once lived in your heart and will always do
A World Without Us
I look out of my window. It's beautiful, watching the sun pass through and find its way to my face and making me feel so warm. I close eyes to absorb all of it. I stare at the blue sky that seems in unison with the bright red and brown leaves of the trees that seem to be marking the start of Autumn. I sip my coffee, taking long pauses before my next sip, pauses long enough to allow me to savor the moment but short enough to not drink cold coffee. How I hated cold coffee.