If we were having coffee, you might notice
that I am distant. I feel lost.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you
that I took a step towards ruining a friendship.
If we were having coffee, you’d see
that I really do want him to stick around.
If we were having coffee, I might tell you
how confused I sometimes feel.
If we were having coffee, I’d wonder
what you would say about my life.
If we were having coffee,
I’d tell you I drink too much.
Coffee, that is.
If we were having coffee,
mine would have French Vanilla in it.
How about yours?
If we were having coffee,
I’d probably be complaining
about my Sociology teacher.
If we were having coffee,
this might be the last time
because you’re bored with me.
If we were having coffee,
you’d notice my self-doubt
and maybe reassure me.
If we were having coffee,
I’d tell you who he is,
the one I’m always writing about.
If we were having coffee,
I’d ask you
if you’ve ever been in love.
If we were having coffee,
I’d be lost in my own little world
for moments at a time.
If we were having coffee,
I’d tell you to give me a sec,
while I write down a poem.
If we were having coffee,
you’d be laughing or maybe not,
but most people find me a little funny.
If we were having coffee,
we’d need extra napkins
’cause chances are I’d spill something.
If we were having coffee,
I’d have a second cup
because I’m sure you’d have a lot to say, too.
