She sees him, he sees her, and they both share a moment. She smiles softly at him, and he smiles back at her. It was warm and candid. It was a beautiful moment.
He turns and walks out the café door, and she watches as the sun envelopes his body. As soon as he’d entered into her life, he’d left it.
She pays the barista, grabs her coffee, sits down, and opens her book to the page she’d left off at.
The end.
the two, would-be lovers
The end. That’s always the worst part, isn’t it? It feels so sad, and we’re left wanting more.
Like in the case of the two, would-be lovers at the café, we want to know what comes next. We want to know that the story doesn’t really end like that.
We want a happy ending.
But sometimes the story does end like that, and that’s where we get stuck.
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