As Different As Our Coffee!

You always had your coffee black, and I always liked mine with full fat and loads of sugar and caramel.
That's how different we were, right?
As different as our coffees.
*sighs*
Remember how you always told me at the beginning that I'd eventually start hating you, but I laughed it off then, considering it as some sarcasm you always preferred?
Somewhere I knew, it wasn't a joke then, and it surely isn't one now.
I always knew we wouldn't last.
But a part of me always wanted to take that chance even if there was the minutest possibility of it being true.
That's just how I was, right?
Dreamy, Optimistic or maybe just in Love?
But oh girl, what a ride it was!
I hadn't experienced myself like this before.
I hadn't smiled this way before.
I hadn't cried this way before.
It was all so surreal and addictive.
So addictive that remembering it even now takes my breath away-Exactly how it felt whenever you touched me.
It was magical you know.
Everytime your hands used to caress my skin,
Everytime you held me close enough to stare into my eyes.
It was like attaining Nirvana.
Still casts a spell on me when I think of it. *winks* I hate it you know.
I hate the fact that it didn't last.
I hate that I couldn't make you smile for some more time by doing silly things.
I hate that I won't get to sleep in your arms and shed my memories away anymore.
I hate that I probably won't ever get to see you again.
But still, I don't hate you.
Oh, You!
I wish I could but I cannot.
You were and always will be love for me even though you don't wish for it to be true.
That's just how it is.
This heart will always be yours.
I knew this back then, and I know it now.
But there's onw thing I hate the most-Drinking this black coffee.
It sucks so much, and yet I have started liking it.