The cafe buzzed with energy

as people herded into the shop

in an attempt to hide

from the numbing wind.

Most left spilled coffee

and muffin crumbs in their wake

as they hurried out of the store

to avoid the treacherous

gusts of wind.

I was wiping down a table

with a slightly stained and damp rag

when you walked in.

Measly fabric hung off your body

and dark bags painted your eyes.

I assumed you were going to buy something hot to drink,

to warm your insides,

maybe heat up your hands,

but I was a bit surprised

when you sat down

at a booth

on the opposite end of the cafe,

and simply gazed

into the world outside.

A strong feeling overcame me,

urged me

to walk up to you

and ask if you wanted something.

But I stopped

once I saw that look on your face.

One that illustrated

pure exhaustion

from the dreariness

of life.

It was a look I knew

all too well.

It was best

if I just left you alone

and allowed you

to drift off

into sweet reverie.

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