bee, a cup of coffee, and the stories

These time.., we always argue about the time. Yours and mine. We have our time, but we don't have the really time of ours.

I did not really know why and how that kiss happened. Just because of the rain on a cold dusk. The cup of coffee of ours was the only thing that made us warm. We did not say love or any such kind of thing, but there was something unforeseen for us. It was invisible. I knew that it was a mistake, but why it is sweet? Maybe the only sweet revenge is you. I do not really know because I've already moved, I think. I remember every detail! That day, on a cold dusk where the storm was so wild and the sky was no longer blue but all grey. Our coffee was still hot but I was sure that it would be cool soon. You were not going to leave me home alone on the day like that, so you stayed. We hold our cups of coffee tight to get the warmth.

February 2nd, 2015. I never know the thing before. I was so afraid to fall in love again. A broken-hearted girl walked by herself in the darkness of broken heart. She didn't know how love could come. Then she met a boy that suddenly got closer to her than before. He was a friend became best friend. She didn't know that the cliche thing does exist; he fell in love with her. source Time felt like running. Finally after two ignorances, they became a couple. She wasn't really sure about the love that will come again because she still couldn't move from the former lover. She tried to move while she was with him. She felt guilty, but nothing she could do. A month. Two months. Three months. Four months. Sometimes, the feeling of missing someone in the past brought the girl to the memories with her former lover. She has ever told her boy about that but the response was so flat, like it's not a big problem. So, she always enjoyed that feeling. Time f