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I love Us.

Clueless of how your voice sounds like, or how you would enunciate words, I would catch myself gawked at your presence.  In my mind, I would recall I was at a soaring level of communication intimacy with this woman.

“tall hot macchiato under the scorching sun”

Truth be told- a cup of coffee can light up New York City when taken at any given time of the day.  The make believe thought of intimate communication brought to life by the green colored, gypsy looking icon in a paper cup.

A woman who speaks her mind. I can vividly imagine how enthused you were. A brilliant mind who was openly sharing her life, unaware that the person in front was in every inch dumbfounded. I knew I already love this outspoken woman who won’t sacrifice her values in exchange for validation.

A keeper and that’s how this woman is. There’s no amount of disagreement can break the connection we bonded. I love us that I know I am not perfect and at times wrong in all sorts of aspect.