A Poet's Heart in a Coffee House

From a cup of coffee with love

        I was right, today will bring me to an unexpected fate. My birthday today and I told myself I will bring my feet somewhere, a random place that would possibly surprise me with a present. Finding this coffee house was indeed the special moment waiting for me in the corner.
        I've been thinking about this for quite a long time, to finally share a piece of my heart to the world. Not actually just a piece of my heart but all of it-all of it written in this long-preserved paper.Maybe I hoped for this day because it had been a big dream of mine to be a part of the writers' society, but there's something bigger than that, this dream of mine was an instrument for me to declare a feeling I've been protecting and keeping from people's contradicting views. This poem might be that hope for me to see if I can be heard, that somehow I would feel understood while I have ears disposed to my words. To hold such love growing strong each day in the most unconventional way you can't imagine happening is having to hide in silence to save yourself from thinking you're actually losing your mind. Sometimes though, our feelings don't just haunt you if they aren't real and sometimes we have to believe in them or at least try to have the courage giving them a chance that perhaps they're right.
       My name was called, everyone gave me an encouraging smile as the microphone waited for me up the stage. I was nervous, shivering and hardly breathing looking at these new faces and there were others coming in to either witness or join this event. I never knew poetry reading was patronized, it's overwhelming and at best a lot will have to hear me out.
      I was on the stage with my heart and my words to hold on to, and him in my thoughts. Without him around, I had hope that the world had that magic to send words to someone you can't see. So I wrote this poem back when I realized I had to give it a shot following my belief telling me over and over again that when it comes to love, nothing was ever created to destroy all possibilities.
      " Someday is a Sweet Mystery" I heartily drawled, audibly hearing the music that began to play in my heart.
      "Oh, it's touching,love" One person in the audience interrupted but it gave me a leg up.
      I smiled and focused on my lines:
                              "How do we know if it's true
                               When we can't always find the clue?
                               Disconcerting but somehow comforting
                               To feel a miracle-a healing I've never foreseen
                               To live with meaning and hope
                               A chance I have not imagined

                               I have found you
                               Yet our roads aren't similar yet
                               I learned to know you
                               As if forever was written for us
                               Before I even recognized your eyes
                               If souls were made to meet
                               Then it's a must to lead my heartbeat

                               The world is a vast creation
                               But faith is a promise of destination
                               A path to believe is my option;
                               If not today
                               I will stil choose the way
                               To walk through depths and miles
                               Searching below a thousand skies

                               Someday is a sweet mystery
                               That perhaps you're waiting for me
                               I will have a name in your heart
                               Someday we can't be apart
                               I feel you're almost near
                               Time won't be something I'll fear
                               Because soon there's life we'll share

                               Someday,at the right time
                               You'll be there"
               I closed my eyes and a tear swiftly dropped, blotting my paper. I gasped and covertly wiped it away. An applause caught me, and I froze for a moment. Not so long, I looked at the audience and halted at a familiar pair of eyes. They managed to seize me; there's an odd gentleness in them but quite innocent in trying to communicate with my own stare. I blinked and shortly regained my senses, there I felt a hurtling movement from my gut to my chest not believing I was directly looking at him, it's so unreal I must have conjured a daydream. I shook my head but I saw him turning his back, disengaging from the audience.
                             "Thank you very much young lady. We're so pleased to hear that beautiful and stunning poem of yours, such powerful hope you got there darling!" The host remarked but I was at a loss for words, I needed to know I wasn't making a mistake with my vision. I bowed and immediately left the stage, then walked past the audience and navigated the surroundings. I failed, it was just a mistake, I was too carried away. I must have forgotten how tricky human minds are when our emotions manifest high hopes. Laughing at myself was what I could do.
                              At least I had my chance right on that poetry reading stage and people seemed to respect my writing. I didn't bother staying anymore, and I was not ready to get to know fellow writers-it wasn't my main goal at all- besides the show hasn't ended yet. I went outside just as the rain stopped me, I stood in contemplation, admiring the ricocheting tips of the raindrops dancing in puddles. To make use of my time waiting for the rain to slow down, I decided to get back inside and listen to more poems for a while. I turned around and almost bumped into someone whose coffee didn't fall off his hand after I took my luck to back away.
                             "Oooops. Sorry." His husky voice caught me off guard.
                             "Sorry too, I'm glad I didn't..." I broke off, believing now that I seriously did see him. My whole world collapsed and I can't fix the awkward expression my face was making. I deeply breathed and pushed myself to act normal.
                             "My fault I wasn't watching someone's coming." He admitted with a little shyness painting his cheeks, I did not think of this day that I was going to lay my eyes on his cute face.
                             "It's..it's fine, it's not anyone's fault." I chuckled, he did too and I was shocked he remained standing in front of me. My mind was running wild, putting me into a haze of both confusion and certainty.
                             "Your piece was very beautiful, I'm not much of a believer but those words were mentally and emotionally influential."
                             I wasn't sure why we were making a casual conversation but I didn't let go of the moment and of the chance, my chance. "You don't believe in fate and destiny?"
                             "Meeting of soul mates you say?"
                             "Possibly."
                             "I don't know--" I got lost in his sudden mellow tone. My heart had an extra speed of beating when our eyes weren't separating, his brown and kind of green irises were attracting every bit of me, pulling me into the promise of reality that all my life I was making the best choice for my fate. "But someday is indeed a sweet mystery, I should've believed all along."