Let us see each other again and talk over coffee, when I shall be, instead, sipping tea.
“Please don’t forget to bring your mobile phone again, or I might have to use the public announcement,” you laughed, “It’ll be as if I am looking for a lost child!”
“Don’t worry,” I replied, “I know that it’s best to wait in front of the usual coffee shop at the corner of the street.”
I fervently believe that we will find one another like we always do. But it is sickening, really, that I cannot seem to justify my longing for you.