The Coffee Shop

poem by KC writer Joni Wilson aka Amenimity

How beautiful she is

And how flawed

Her eyes dance with me from across the room

But really she's admiring my cheese cake

I can feel how much she wants it

She's used to getting everything she wants

I can feel her aggression toward her boyfriend

 

As I am single I watch others around me

With their significant other

Smile and laugh and

Lightly touch the other's hand playfully

Looking into each others eyes

 

But she, she was the best looking of them all

In that small coffee shop

How alone I felt as I ate my cheese cake

Alone on Valentine's Day in New York City

 

I have to admit

I don't feel like being with anybody

Watching them is all I need while I eat

You can tell who's in love for just the day

And those, like her, that are just disgusted but obligated

She didn't want to leave him on the holiday designed for couples

 

Her disappointment reminded me of the one I claimed as my soul mate

He would get angry and upset kind of like her

Not even one day passes that I wish….

I could've seen what I saw rather then fury growing more pressured

I want to forgive myself but his anger never made sense to me

 

I wish he would've just let me make him happy

For he was almost perfect…..for me

 

I gaze out the window and become lost rather quickly

In the cold gust of wind that circulates newspaper ads on the sidewalk

The street light across the street flickers on and off

The cars do not stop, all in a hurry

Even though time seems to have whimpered inside

 

How long is it going to take for me to finish the damn cheese cake?

I'm still the only one alone

In the coffee shop