I don't know if you remember this (Just in case if you read),
but I went to the bakery the one we used to go for breakfast
I ordered my drink and went straight to the second floor,
Too bad the seats we used to have already occupied.
So I chose a table with two seats but it felt strange considering I was alone this time.
Three hours and I realized it was getting dark.
I tried to turn on the study lamp on the table.
It reminded me of you.
The last time we got here you tried so hard to turn on the lamp.
"I paid for this. I deserve to know how it works."
"People are looking at us. They must be wondering who the fuck turn a lamp when it is not dark"
"No. Come on help me"
It was stupid, really.
But I realized I miss those moments, not only that particular moment but all the minutes and second we spent even if it was just for a short time.
Too bad we could never experience all of that over again.