Love with Coffee Beans

Everyone says there is always one perfect time to get into love. But I personally feel that there is no time limit in the way of getting fall in love. Coffee beans took so many times to get that special kind of flavour so that love. Love and coffee is the same for me. Both required optimum amount of time and patience and when there is a perfect time, there is nothing that can match the aroma of both. It can be felt with the eyes closed, lost in each other. So, I am here to spill my coffee beans and with every beans, I will get lost into my love, love of my life, my favorite person.

Our love story also get started over a cup of coffee. We used to be friends since school. We are kind of those friends who don't talk that much. But as we are getting to know each other we are kind of bonding.... Our small talks get converted to long chats and then to phone calls... Phone calls that can go whole night long. Sleeping to each other voice and waking up in the morning listing to them....... This was a kind of our those days routine. So,we decided to meet each other because sometimes the things which we hear want to feel by our eyes too.... Someone has said eyes never lie... This may be true... I think. When he come, I was so nervous that I peeped through my window to look at him. He was looking damn hotty. Wearing a black denim in that chilled winter and I was looking like a clown wearing a green sweater of mine. When I go down the upstairs an that first eye contact was magical. I was blushing literally. And I slipped down but he hold my hand........that was way too romantic. Then we decided to go on a walk. While walking we end up near a coffee shop.

As it was so much cold we decided to grab a cup of coffee....... while waiting for the coffee to get prepared I said down on a bench there and he sit in front of me. I was not even able to have eye contact with him. I watch blushing too much and that twinkling of my eyes can be e seen by everyone....and when the cup of coffee arrived. I felt some relief in that chilled air that was blowing through my face we decide to drink that cup of coffee while walking. We talked about so many things and he was a great listener. He listened to my each and every stupid thing and that thing was the most cutest thing about him. How someone will not fall in love with him.

If I want to stop then also I can't stop myself by adoring him. He was way too sweet, sweet and hot like my coffee. I don't want him to go but I have to let him go so that we can meet next day for our coffee date. Since, then our love over coffee get started. Every evening when we meet we go for a walk wandering through the whole city and we stopped nearby our coffee shop to grab a cup of coffee. I was never a coffee addict but after meeting him I fall for that cup of coffee..... So, it seems my love story is always incomplete without a cup of coffee...