Sometimes you meet someone and well, I don't know if you've ever used one of those paper cup telephones with a string? Well, it's like they hand you one of those before they leave.
They spoke what put into motion your creativity and you begin to heal. Words that needed to be left in your heart, almost like letters delivered by a dove from above.
They move on with their lives and you move on with yours. A soul string has been intertwined with yours and it shapes you.
It never really was just coffee, they were meant to come into your life and drop off the messages. Each of you will reach out to that moment from time to time.
No matter how far they are, every time you have coffee there, their voice will resonate through that string.
You will hear their voice and it will seem almost out of somewhere familiar. You reach for it and talk back, and although they don't answer you know it works, and they can hear you.
They'll pick up a cup from now on and think of you too.
About the Creator
jadepoints
I am a listener, I try anything twice. Wandering spirit with a wondering mind. Love to travel to small towns & write stories. I will be known as a writer when I grow up. I appreciate your support by sharing & for your tips.
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