Miss Caffelatte.
Manhattan is lying infront of her hazel brown eyes where only the big high scyscarpes are getting her full attention, lost in thoughts of next shopping street to fulfill the runner up satisfaction. Big pink bags in each hand carries her to the next event of her life which is yet of a questionmark. She finds her favorite coffeshop where she knows the menu by heart and pleasure, she knows what she wants to order, her light chocolate drink with extra foam, what we all call a Caffelatte. This is her best friend the only thing in life she can trust being good and satisfy her when she needs satisfaction the most. Now you're probably laughing at this women cause you're thinking she's a bit lost and has only a drink as her need. Well my friend laugh at yourself. This women of 35 has more knowledge of life and what it brings you then the next monkey knows of his hair.
you fall you crawl and you break don't deny this it will happen to everyone eventually and at the end you will love you're Caffelatte more than you used to cause you realized that trust is never to be for granted, you can't even trust you're caffelatte to taste the same as it did. You need to let go of certain things to get so much more in the future. Today you're latte is tasting like the best but don't rely on it tomorrow. Learn to love everything diffrently each day and not the same as always cause nothing is as it was yesterday.
They say if you love something let it go
If it comes back it's yours and that's how you know
It's for keeps, it's for sure
And you're ready and willing to give more.
