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Coffee Shop

I met you in that coffee house in a  Monday afternoon it was different that day the air was warm and it was quite you were there only one there you looked so calm  and peaceful I kept going every monday and like clockwork you were always there I couldn't tell if you kept coming for the coffee or just to see me after a couple weeks I built up the courage to talk to you I felt this connection and I think  you did too because that  night you had asked me to dinner when u walked me too my door you kissed me goodnight and it felt like fourth of July  as the dates multiplied and our time grew I feel in love with you a feeling I have never felt before when u go sticks I  nurtured you back to health one morning I woke up and you were gone  and your phone turned off and every monday I went to the coffee house hoping you would be there but after months I knew that you wouldn't that you were long gone and that I needed to move on and I never saw you again
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Shagun Avatar
October 8, 2017 at 12:24 PM
Really touching poem .Mr. Jai ..broken hearts always need to be repaired. Welcome on soup. :)
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July 31, 2017 at 4:50 AM
Aww, such a sad story, this! Keep writing, and welcome to PoetrySoup
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July 30, 2017 at 5:08 AM
A lovely and touching poem about a most memorable experience. Sorry about the loss, perhaps time to move on.
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