Coffee

Your friends took you after school to a café. You ordered caramel macchiato, and others got things like Americano, cafe latte and espresso. You talked about boys, school, and our lives. You went to sleep when you got home. It was Friday, meaning tomorrow was Saturday, and there was no school.

~IN YOUR DREAM~

I smelled the scent of coffee. I was sitting in a fancy café. The boys were preparing the coffee. I watched and listened as they sang along.

Baby baby, you’re a
caramel macchiato
Your scent is still
sweet on my lips
Baby baby tonight

I blushed. It was a little intimate. It sounded like a proposal for nighttime coffee. And also a kiss. I also sipped a caramel macchiato, which one of them put in front of me.

Girl, I debuted, that’s enough right?
I made a bet with the world
on how much I’d succeed
My half-moon eye smile that I only showed you,
I’m doing it again these days
My fans are curious
Oh and I don’t drink macchiatos
You know that I started
drinking americanos because of you
When we dated, I wondered
what kind of taste this was
But this cold and bitter aftertaste
makes sense now that you’re not here girl
If I’m gonna get used to everything like this,
I would choose the full-of-regrets, playing with fire
Our heartless promises,
countless mistakes and other wrongs,
our unspeakable and small wounds
The glass filled with memories is more bitter as I drink it
But I think I know why I keep drinking it
Why am I getting so sad that everyone lives this way?

I almost cried. It reminded me of my ex-boyfriend. It hurts so much. My coffee got changedAmericanocano, and a few of my tears almost fell into it.

Baby baby, you’re a
caramel macchiato
Your scent is still
sweet on my lips
Baby baby tonight
Baby baby, you were
warmer than the
scent of a cafe latte
Do you remember that feeling?
Baby baby tonight

They were singing about a relationship. About good and evil. I doubted they experienced it, but they sang truthfully. The cup between my hands changed into a warm one.

Baby tonight, have a good night
Our first text and phone call that
was filled with awkward moments
Our highly anticipated first date,
why did I bite my nails? Why was I so nervous?
As time went by, we naturally developed into lovers
With those kinds of words,
we checked each other’s feelings
Our first date was sweet like a caramel macchiato
Wherever we went, we wanted to go together
But as time went by,
those feelings went down like dripping down espresso
My insides ache for no reason, we used to be so good
Breaking up was like a bitter americano
My memories still go to that cafe

I remembered my first date. My crush. My first love. I could taAmericanocano on my tongue. I was drinking my cup of coffee, but its flavour changed. I saw one of them preparing espresso. My heart was aching.

1,2,3,4
The days when I used to be
intoxicated with your scent all day
I remember we chose to break up
after promising our futures together
As I drink this minty coffee that you
used to like, I think of you, rewind
A lot of time passed and these days,
I sometimes miss you,
I wonder why?

Painful memories. It was tough to reject boys. The first breakup was really hard. I still remember the pain it caused me. I sometimes miss him, but I had to move on. And that’s how my dream ended, with a taste of minty coffee remaining on my tongue.

~END OF DREAM~