Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Ahh, the time I fell in love with that one barista

I was looking through some old stuff and came across this poem I had written about a Starbucks barista while I was working at Citrus Park mall.

The concierge booth I (wo)manned was right behind the kiosk and when we were slow I'd find myself just staring at him.

Pathetic, I know.

But he gave me free stuff.

AND even brought me tea when I was sick once.


But then there was this one day.

Valentine's Day of all days.

My STUPID self went and bought him some candy (because I had bought some for him for Easter...AND Christmas) in the shape of a heart with a little bag and everything.

It was my "please, get the hint because this is driving me nuts" attempt.

I gave it to him when a girl was with him.

I swear to you, she LOOKED like his little sister or cousin or something.

Turns was his girlfriend.

*smacks forehead*

He introduces me.

"Well, you guys will surely enjoy the candy then!"


She didn't seem to care.

It was like nothing to her.

That's why it was so confusing.

I avoided Starbucks for like a week but my chai tea cravings were too much one day.

He was working. (Crap!)

"Hey Jenn! Thanks again for that candy! It was good!"

"Nooo problem. Soooo....did you have fun with your girlfriend on Valentine's Day?"

"Oh yeah, we just did family stuff and hung out."

I nodded.

And then said "Well, see ya!" and ran.


At least I did it right?

He was so cute and so nice and was always so freaking POSITIVE and I love people like that.

Anyways, here's the freaking poem.

*end memory*


proves difficult
when your quintessence
is so apparent

I sense your presence,
look up
and there you are


you smile
time stands still

The world around me
ceases to exist
and there is only
eyes locking

Yours and mine

I try to speak
but my lips remain silent

And you just walk by
never knowing how I feel inside

November 16, 2008

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