somebody else

this was inspired by the 1975’s beautiful masterpiece of a song, somebody else. it’s definitely one of my favourites by the 1975 and their live album is absolutely beautiful. i hope you will enjoy reading as much as i enjoyed writing!

monday morning chaos,
there was an overflow of orders and
all the baristas on duty were rushing to get orders out in time.
for months i had worked in this cafe,
mondays were the absolute busiest and i was already ready to finish the day. i rushed to the counter to receive the next order,

“good morning, how may i help you?”
i didn’t even bother to look up, just ready to write down the order and pass it on.

“hey..”
the voice of the customer rang in my ears, the voice too awfully familiar as i look up, i get greeted by a pair of hazel eyes i knew too well.

“oh, hey.. how are you?”
i manage to choke out as i forced a smile on my face, still looking into your eyes that held so many memories.

“i’ve been good, what about y-“
your sentence was cut short by a “hurry up” from an impatient business man in line that was obviously late for his job.
“i’ll have the usual.”
you said with a light smile, sliding the money across the counter.
“keep the change.”

i smiled and mouthed a thank you as i registered your order. once your drink was done i handed it to you, smiled and said our goodbyes.

this cycle continued for the next few weeks, you would show up to order a drink, you would sit and scroll through your phone while enjoying the warmth of your latte.

you never came back since the day we had split up, it was the place where we first met. the place where we had fallen in love when i took your order.
in our relationship, we had our differences but, we could have made it work. we could have been unstoppable but, it wasn’t our time to work out together.
maybe, now it’s our time, to get back together, to be unstoppable once again.

i told myself, if you come in tomorrow, i’ll ask you out once again. to reconnect. to fix what we already have.

i waited anxiously fiddling around with the pen i held in my hand,
the cafe was barely occupied which would give me the perfect opportunity to talk to you when you walked in.

as thoughts ran through my mind about what to say, the bell above the door rang signalling someone had entered the cafe.
i couldn’t help but, look up in hopes to see you. i was in luck as i looked up to meet your beautiful brown eyes and your perfect smile.

“hey, the usual?”
i asked as i received a tiny nod and a small smile in return.
i processed your usual caramel latte, with each step i got more nervous.

once your drink was complete, i handed it off to you, watching as you made your way to the corner of the cafe, setting your bag and coffee down on the small wooden table.

i grew anxious and nervous but managed to find the little courage in me to walk up to your table.

as i was walking up to your table, someone beat me to it. she placed a kiss on the top of your head and sat in the vacant seat across you. you looked at her with such grace and such love.

i watched as i felt my heart slowly fall into the pits of my stomach. i slowly start walking in the direction of the toilet instead, i didn’t want to be seen anymore, i wanted to disappear. i felt tears form in my eyes and the pain in chest started to grow, it had felt like someone had stabbed me where my heart was placed.

after 15 minutes of locking myself in the toilet, i decided to go back out to finish my job so i could just be done with the day.
as i walked out i tried my hardest not to pay attention to you and her but, i couldn’t. it was all that i could think about especially when you were sitting in the same cafe i had to do my job at.

for the next hour i watched her gently place your loose strands of hair behind your ear. i watched her make you laugh so effortlessly. i watched her make you happy wishing it was me instead. wishing i could be the one that treats you like she does.

i watched you fall in love with somebody else. the saddest part is i could just sit there, keep my thoughts to myself and watch as you slip further and further into someone else’s arms.