Finding Happiness In the Journey.

paperheartt:

Let’s go grab a cup of coffee, let’s order our favorite drink. May it be the exact same thing, or complete opposite. Upside-down caramel macchiato with extra caramel, whip cream, and a dash of cinnamon. Or once again, the complete opposite. Well, hey, go grab us a window seat so that we’re even. I can wait for our drinks, and you can wait for me. 

No, I don’t want to talk about you, I don’t wanna talk about me. Let’s just.. I dunno. People watch. Pick someone. Hm, him? Alright. I suppose he hit the age of twenty-three, hopeless romantic whose birthday passed two weekends ago. A Tuesday night to be specific, prior to his tragic break up with his girlfriend who loved waking up to his in-bed-breakfasts. No he isn’t a cook, he was a boring man. Boring but man does he keep you interested. I mean seriously. He works in a cubicle for pete’s sake. As for me? I want this boring date to keep you interested.

Next time, you choose someone from this very window. I want to know what you think, and how you bring yourself up to your imagination. No need for silly get-to-know-me questions. I’d rather spend a lengthy year trying to grasp your favorite color instead of getting your response in a quick second, and forgetting two days later. Over time I want you to register in my memory and stay there for longer than two days; even your favorite color. I want to know you before we fall in love over a warm cup of coffee steaming from under our lips as we talk. I just want to fall in love in a coffee shop.