Coffee

I woke up.
Aroma.
Coffee.
I grew up with the smell of coffee.I knew that one of my parents was awake and I could get out of the bed and the day will start with hot breakfast and hugs,smiles.
Daddy told me that the taste is bitter.And it was bitter( a bit).
Later on...
Everything was starting with coffee and ended up with it.
A heavy night? -Coffee.
First date or falling inlove? -Coffee.
Exams?Grrrrr -Coffee.
Break up's? -Coffee.
Dreaming and making big plans for the future? - Coffee.
I used to question this dark and fuming liquid, and the answers were always there within myself.
Coffee.The most universal thing in my life.
I like having two cups on the table, enjoying it with my other half.
Coffee is sharing.
It is an emotion.