He’s sitting alone in the coffee shop
Laptop
open blank stare on his face
Waitin’ for the night’s entrée
Fall
salad with a slice of disgrace
He hadn’t fallen, he never got on top
She hadn’t stolen, the heart she dropped
Just another case of love at the coffee shop
She sighs a smile as they make up their mind
Her
thoughts a mere table away
Silently he sits staring into space
His
midnight eyes never stray
She hasn’t fallen, she rarely gets up
He hasn’t broken, the fumbled cup
Just another case of love at the coffee shop
The door opens in this crowded café
Both
look up from their spots
Another story line enters the room
Bringing
answers, or maybe not.
They haven’t fallen, just playing their parts.
No love stolen, and no broken hearts
Just a lost case of love at the coffee shop
