Standing at the front of the cafe on a rainy day,
Waiting for a hot cup of coffee,
On this autumn day,
Seeing you alone,
Watching the dust of people, flowing outside,
Why is such beauty alone?
I try to hide my smile,
I try to hide my feelings.
Holding my coffee,
I work hard looking away from you;
But, I remember your face,
From a dream long ago,
I can see you in my dreams from a thousand years ago.
The most beautiful site I can remember,
Doesn't come close to your beauty,
Not even a sunrise on a bright blue day.
I hope by letting go of past love,
I'd be able to say hello to you.
How much time have I missed, by mourning a lost love?
What is stopping me from saying hello to you?
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