Coffee before the Time

by Titis

It was in the afternoon of tiring day
When the sun hit on my face, when the crowd all I can face
Here I stood on the platform, wondering how I go home

On the railway, before the doors of the cars,
Shouting heads were struggling, tried to make a little space findings
Yet I was the only girl whose hopes were cracking
Till the smells of tempting coffee were passing
I could feel excitements were crawling

With all those complex feelings,
I was guided to visit a little shop, where popular coffee were being dropped
Sitting before the table, I was in a very heart-warming shop
Feeling a cup in my hands, I could hear the sounds of coffee-drops passed through my throat

The coffee was sweet, no bitter in taste like what many people told
In love with the coffee, I forgot how to wonder, I forgot how to blubber
All that troubled mind about shouting and whining

Reaching the last drop of my coffee, still the calmness was within me
Making me questioning where all those nice things came from
Finally, realizing that all those sweetness and calmness were not the coffee
Yet a person right beside me