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I placed the cup of coffee down on his table.
Where his foots lie.
With a layer of newspaper separating us,
One from each other.

I smiled,
And stared at him unconsciously,
Waiting for a thank you,
And walked away.

From my corner of the whole wide world,
Where I proudly call it as my own.
I observed him from the distance,
With the smile remained on my two lips.

He grinned at an article which I couldn’t see,
But I grinned with him,
Because my heart told me to do so.
I can clearly hear my heart beating without my control.

He threw a piece of sugar into the cup.
He stirred it up, with a spoon.
He drank half of the cup.
He putted it down for a while, then took the last sips.

I placed my hands on the glass blocking me from him.
I was close to him,
Physically, and mentally.
Soon I lost my sight from him because of the fogged up glass.

I cleaned the glass up with disappointment.
Just to notice that he is looking at me.
He said something, but the heavy rainfall outside ate up everything I could hear.
Instead I smiled, and blown another breeze of wind into the glass.

I ran,
Away from him,
As fast as I could,
As fast as my feet can take me.

The room was a bit small.
smaller than the one I live in.
It smelt horrible,
Someone must have not done a good job doing what they were supposed to do.

“Ring”
I heard a sound,
That I wish I’ve never heard.

There was no window,
So I had to open the door to look at him.
There was a shadow, lying over his.
I was shocked.

He smiled,
And laughed,
I can feel what he felt, no matter how far apart we were.
Maybe his heart told him to do so.

I sat right where I was,
I look at the door, right in front of my eyes.
Spending my time,
Deciding if I should open it or not.

“Ring”
I heard another sound,
That I wish he would never have to hear.

I opened the door,
And stepped outside.
I stared at him,
Once again, with my eyes closed.

He stood up.
He looked toward the shadow.
He left some money on the table,
He putted his sweater on, cover his head with the hood, and ran away.

I picked up an umbrella,
And chased after him.
Despite my new knowledge about him.
And I stopped.

“Ring”
I heard a sound,
That I wish I’ve never heard.

I walked back to his table and sat down where he sat,
I looked at his shoe-print.
I stared at the cup of coffee.
And I cried.

“Ring”
I heard a sound,
That I wish I’ve never heard.

“Ring”
I heard a sound,
That I wish I’ve never heard.

“Ring”
I heard a sound,
That I wish I’ve never heard.

Description
I placed the cup of coffee down on his table.
Where his foots lie.
With a layer of newspaper separating us,
One from each other.

I smiled,
And stared at him unconsciously,
Waiting for a thank you,
And walked away.

From my corner of the whole wide world,
Where I proudly call it as my own.
I observed him from the distance,
With the smile remained on my two lips.

He grinned at an article which I couldn’t see,
But I grinned with him,
Because my heart told me to do so.
I can clearly hear my heart beating without my control.

He threw a piece of sugar into the cup.
He stirred it up, with a spoon.
He drank half of the cup.
He putted it down for a while, then took the last sips.

I placed my hands on the glass blocking me from him.
I was close to him,
Physically, and mentally.
Soon I lost my sight from him because of the fogged up glass.

I cleaned the glass up with disappointment.
Just to notice that he is looking at me.
He said something, but the heavy rainfall outside ate up everything I could hear.
Instead I smiled, and blown another breeze of wind into the glass.

I ran,
Away from him,
As fast as I could,
As fast as my feet can take me.

The room was a bit small.
smaller than the one I live in.
It smelt horrible,
Someone must have not done a good job doing what they were supposed to do.

“Ring”
I heard a sound,
That I wish I’ve never heard.

There was no window,
So I had to open the door to look at him.
There was a shadow, lying over his.
I was shocked.

He smiled,
And laughed,
I can feel what he felt, no matter how far apart we were.
Maybe his heart told him to do so.

I sat right where I was,
I look at the door, right in front of my eyes.
Spending my time,
Deciding if I should open it or not.

“Ring”
I heard another sound,
That I wish he would never have to hear.

I opened the door,
And stepped outside.
I stared at him,
Once again, with my eyes closed.

He stood up.
He looked toward the shadow.
He left some money on the table,
He putted his sweater on, cover his head with the hood, and ran away.

I picked up an umbrella,
And chased after him.
Despite my new knowledge about him.
And I stopped.

“Ring”
I heard a sound,
That I wish I’ve never heard.

I walked back to his table and sat down where he sat,
I looked at his shoe-print.
I stared at the cup of coffee.
And I cried.

“Ring”
I heard a sound,
That I wish I’ve never heard.

“Ring”
I heard a sound,
That I wish I’ve never heard.

“Ring”
I heard a sound,
That I wish I’ve never heard.