I went out on my daily walk with her memories in my mind and then I took a track to find a cute little place that serves you hot coffee and hot chocolate if you please.
I’m a hot chocolate fanatic and must say this place is amazing. I had a hot chocolate with whipped cream and lashings of marshmallows and my friend had a Black Forest hot chocolate. Do you remember the time when I always overcooked the food while she was with me? And then we used to laugh at my carelessness.
I just remember that we used to come here to this place and went to enjoy it as much as we enjoyed it back at home. Having ordered a cup of coffee and while sipping it; I imagine I’ll definitely be coming back for more and next time she will be with me!
I love coffee but it should be good and to my taste. And I know you definitely know how to make it exactly to my choice and taste. But while drinking this coffee, you brought back some memories, the memories when we two often visited this place.
How beautiful those days were, filled with the golden sunshine of youth, romance, and love. There was a sense of love and beauty all around me. I was so happy and confident that I never felt lonely. Even though I was away from home, and living in a PG, I never felt alone because of you.
My hobby was music, and it was my companion during loneliness. From the very beginning, I believed that music skills could not only remove loneliness, but I could also overcome every problem. My deep love for music kept me happy and busy.
Do you remember the day when our bank staff went on a picnic? I still remember that green hilltop, that thin stream of clear flowing water, and us the co-workers talking hesitatingly in the beginning while laying the carpet nearby. The boys and girls were playing melodious old film songs. Then someone shut down the player. A colleague said that Ray sings and plays very well, so why not listen to him?
I couldn’t say no. I remember sitting alone at the nearby mound playing the mouth organ while someone stood nearby, and I couldn’t understand why that lovely cute girl was listening to that love song from me. She was looking at my face constantly.
From that day on, we became friends, which gradually tied us with strings of infinitely tender feelings. The first love touched both of us in such a way that we did not even know it when we made promises to live and die together.
Amid these feelings of love, our job was going on as usual. But something else was also waiting for us. After some time, my name came on the list of layoffs. And then I had to leave that city, your city.
The moments of separation were so brutal and difficult. Emails continued to be exchanged for a few months last year. Then the mist of time covered our relationship. Gradually, the number of letters decreased and then stopped. Maybe you were paying more attention to your career.
Since childhood, I have been crazy about love and music. I grew up reading and writing poetry and poets. I still have that box of your scented letters and memories with me. Perhaps there was a hope that he would also feel those pleasant feelings of my first love and, somewhere in his mind, that yearning, that love would remain alive. I didn’t know if it was my illusion or reality, but I didn’t want to get out of his memory.
And today, at all times, I feel that a voice will emerge from across the haze, a warm voice that will raise my hopes, that will say, “I am coming to you.”
My hope will not be misplaced... My eyes are full of tears, but these are tears of joy, in which all the moments of sorrow, all the nights of separation, and all the pain of separation have been washed away. Now there is only love between us... only love. That wait will surely be over!
Image from my favorite coffee shop and the video is OUR favorite one.