the night streets bustle with people
wanting to get away
we find a small cafe
the five of us seat ourselves at a booth
i across from you
you chose this place
we drank our black coffee
we spoke of daft things
one left us and the four remained
we strolled to the beach
where we calmed our addictions for a few moments
the conversation held the same mentality
i felt ostracized
we joined the others to depart home
i excluded myself from the four
but there was one who greeted me with such kindness
you made the world kinder with your witticisims
i smile now while thinking of them
that night in the cafe
with the band in the distance
the thought of these feelings was omitted
none could have dreamt my happiness
and none can feel my pain now
now when i know that those feelings are not reciprocated
i am again left to love a friend
the boundaries of friendship never widen for me
i'm always left to stand-alone
even while i'm in the company of many
i am alone
you once made me happy
you still do
but the distant conversations cannot replace your presence
so i must remain alone
alone with the memories of that night
of that cafe
and i will smile when a band is heard in the distance...
always
About the Creator
Alyssa
I've always wanted to write but have so much shame around my skills from years of feeling not good enough. But you know what, EFF IT! Let's write
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