Y - Favourite Thing

Assalamualaikum

The latte tasted so bitter, and I would prefer it if you offered me a cup of hot chocolate.

But I swallowed the current taste, replaying your words, and how you asked me if I'd want that full paper cup. 

How can you be so flawless, and so pretty. And how can you leave me wondering,

The kind of people of your every day, who get to see your gorgeous face without having to worry about a thing. They who get to talk to you while feeling so good with your full attention, and how compassionate you are. They who get to see you for who you are, when you're tired, when your patience is tested. 

You walk past the counters thinking only you know what you're thinking.

And the way you wear your cap, hiding that wavy hair. 

You hold the phone, listening to thing only you know what you're listening to.

And you stood near, suddenly telling me to not give up easily,

Later you asked about my next day. And how those simple things showed me you. 

In your best light. 

You know so many things and I saw you mop the floor. 

You and your forehead, with drops of water and the sound of your flipflops. 

You're pretty, your name.