The coffee shop is warm, the air thick with the scent of roasted beans and rain-soaked coats. I saw you come in and shake the water from your hair. You always do that. I saved you a seat by the window; I know you like to watch the people hurry by. It’s funny, I never used to like this blend of coffee, but after I saw you order it a few times, I tried it. Now, it’s my favorite. It tastes like… anticipation. It’s strange how a person can change your entire world without even knowing it. You have this little frown when you’re thinking. I wonder what’s on your mind right now.