(Now..)
My coffee is cold. I have no intentions of drinking it. The cafe is about to close, but I do not move.
It's pouring outside..
I'm finally pushed out by the waiter. I ain't got no place to go to. Home feels empty without him even after so long..
I hurriedly walk wrapping my arms around myself. There are no taxis around. I stand under a tree, waiting for the rain to stop. I'm cold.
I'm lonely.
A car stops besides me.
"Do you want a lift?" He asks.
'Yes please' I say, and get in besides him.
I look at him, and he looks back at me. Our eyes meet. He holds my hands tight. "I knew I'd find you here." He whispers, as he comes closer to me.
"Walk me home, will you?" I ask.
He says nothing. We get out of the car and walk. There is silence.. But our hearts talk.
And when he pulls me close, and presses himself against me, our love reunites.
We spend the entire night on the steps, watching the rain fall, letting it bring back memories.. and letting the silence connect us once again!
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