Sometimes people come as a blessing making us grateful for such encounters which we seldom expect. Yet we forget that as new people enter our hearts, we become prone to disappointments which we tend to elude in the first place – making it difficult for us to open our hearts.

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We both know you are my safety wall. The one I lean to, source of my strength when all seem to fail. All of which started when you saw me in the coffee shop. I keep hitting my laptop in the most inhumane way. You approach me with that smile, which never fails me, and told me that a cup of coffee solves everything.

That day was the day you made me see my worth. In your eyes I felt secure, safe for the things that might hurt me. You also gave me the encouragement that I need to face my fears, such daily troubles that I tend to wane through ignorance and deceit. I change because of you and our cup of coffee once a week.

I kept coming back to that coffee shop which before I usually passed by. Such place became my refuge and you – a companion that I grew accustomed to. Our little meetings became my favorite day of the week, making me wish for time to fly faster every end of our conversation.

Then one day you just stopped coming. I grew weary, so I kept coming back to not break our weekly ritual. After 5 missed session, I threw in the towel and console myself with some half meant pep talk that sooner or later you'll be back.

One day, with my bombarded laptop and a cup of coffee I spent my entire afternoon hanging out in my friend's deserted coffee shop. I admit that I miss you. I might have even fallen for this random guy in such unexpected place.

Across the street I hear a faint sound of dribbling. My heart seemed to take over as I followed the sound with my gaze. It struck me as my new found friend have his smile that never fails was beaming to another. His kindness that he usually gives me is beyond comparable to what he gives to his companion.

I sat in the place I used to call home in awe with my coffee now cold and bland.