2016 School Magazine

McLOVIN’

I’m a barista now Like the beans through the grinder, the lonely hours of my shift Pulverize my heart. Sometimes I look over and see you there with the new chick at my register and think of all the things I could have said.

Cha ching you opened up your register Why did I not open mine up to you? I was robbed But you didn’t know you were the thief: They couldn’t catch your crime on the security cameras Only I know. You weren’t trusted with the keys to the shop But it didn’t matter, You had the key to my heart.

I don’t laugh at the café like I did with you, It’s quiet over here. I wish I could put down my coffee cloth and go back to the way it used to be Because when I’m with you I’m lovin’ it.

ELIZA WOODS (11O)

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