well not actually new, but you know how you can be friends for a very long time and one day something just ignites and all of a sudden there is a flaming inferno where once there was just warmth...
The racing heart, the adrenaline rush of knowing that you will soon be together, the twittery flutters when you walk into the same room? The anticipation of being together and the dismal darkness of a day without?
I know, I shouldn't actually feel quite so attached (actually I suppose it has almost become an obsession, I talk to my sister for hours about how to make it perfect and visiting all the websites to see what exciting devices there are to perfect the experience{yes there are blogs and how to websites with pictures and everything} ) but there is just something about Coffee that just cannot be matched. The warm comfort after a chilly walk, the percolating that brings a smile to my lips in the morning, the wafting aroma as I curl up with a cup and a book.......
I know that my new love is fickle, and rather indiscriminite. All of my sisters spend time with my love, many of my friends are having their own flings with this dark, dusky love of mine. My love cares not about gender, race, age or religious beliefs just love and be loved.
hmm I think its time to wrap my lips around my love again.
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