The sip of robust coffee coated her taste buds
Giving her tongue the hug her body ached for.
Yearning for the embrace of his arms around her.
Fulfilling those promises he texted her.
It was suppose to be a romantic getaway just for the two of them
A chance to meet again
And rekindle that flame that use to burn white hot
When their ages ended in a ‘teen’
But he didn’t show
Giving her his notice of not attending thirty minutes after their dinner reservations
He said it an unforeseen work emergency
A believe and understandable excuse
But she couldn’t help but wonder if it was a sign
She hoped time had cured his allergy to commitment
And maybe he was still the same boy she broke up with at nineteen
As she watched the sun rise over the ocean she wondered if her old flame deserve to brightening up her present.
Photography by: Chris Knight