"I'm so messed up. You standing there makes feel like I'm being torn apart. Half of me tells me it might be you another half of me is so scared to admit it. Then I don't now if this feeling, conflict, is what it is really like? So tell me, what should I do now?"

"I can't force myself into your heart, it's really up to you. What you want, what would make you happy. I exactly felt the same way, years ago but I choose you. You, your entirerity, you alone. It was because I liked you soo much that I didn't even care about other things. And I still do up to now. But if you say it's not really going to happen, then I'll just continue to like you, forever and always. Don't feel sorry just because I feel that way, I've only been thinking about myself, what I really want, all along, maybe you should try it too, then from there we can figure it out once you know. Good thing you've changed beer to coffee and cake, man! You're so messed up and I made you feel that awful. Who knows what might have happened if you and I got beer and ended up drunk."

The smell of roasted coffee beans blended perfectly with the silence and the feelings that comes from with in.