A Golden Coffee
I had a coffee today
It tasted how she liked her coffee.
Either balck or a vanilla latte.
Or really any type of coffee at all.
She loved it.
It was the complete opposite for me.
I liked my coffee like a milkshake,
A cup of sugar with a side of coffee.
But it was okay, because that's how we liked it.
But I'm trying this coffee now, and it's not like its exactly what she would order, but it tastes like I'm taking a sip of her cup while she wasn't looking as we walked out of a coffee shop.
I haven't gone to a café since.