I enjoy my coffee with you. It is something that I look forward to. I imagine us growing old together continuing to keep the fire going on our love as we sip on a cup of coffee. How would you like yours? Vanilla cream and a little sugar? Same for me please. You know how I like it. I think your coffee is better than Starbucks; it’s cheaper too. Over coffee we discuss current news within our families and on the television. We talk about our dreams and goals. We talk about what makes us happy and what frightens us. Sipping this coffee allows me to see the side of you others are not able to see. A side of you that I can have just for me. Here I don’t have to share you.
Sometimes it feels like you are an octopus with your 8 arms, while me and so many others all have one of your arms. I am an only child, but I don’t think its selfish of me to want you to wrap all of your arms around only me. I understand though, even though others choose not to see it. They don’t care that I am here now in your life and that I am not going anywhere. You get it, but you have such a big heart. You don’t want to disappoint everyone and you are getting better at saying no. But right now, you are mine. I have you all to myself. You are focused on me, so I will bask in your arms now until I have to share you with the world, as we drink our cup of coffee.