The Flume

[kissmestranger]

I sit here, hearing the humming harmonica and strumming of the guitars. I'm afraid but I ask myself, what is to fear? You've been through enough already and look how far you've gotten. So what if his smile makes me melt a little and so what if he asked me out for coffee, which is funny because he still owes me money. I sit here, wondering, thinking, feeling the same beating heart resurrect itself. I have learned a lot though, like to keep my mouth shut and not reach out anymore. Sure, I forgive but I don't forget. I will still always love like I do, but this is too much.

I will just enjoy the folk band performing in front of me and sip my coffee. The ocean breezes push my hair in a hundred directions and the sun is beating down on my skin. I can't help but smile about that, at least.

Iced coffee day just about destroyed me, I had three coffee dates and had at least five coffees.