Glance to a stare.

Back where it all began,

Neither of us knowing,

To think it started with a glance

And a quiet humble request

For green tea.

Back to the days 

Of me preparing for work

With a green tea, some granola,

And a pair of cigarettes.

Cute Asian girl with big brown eyes. 

Swear she takes out the trash

And goes on break 

Every time I arrive.

She tells me of

Her club filled weekend

Shilling drinks for the guverment,

Talks about crazy cousin; her new apartment.

I drink my tea obliviously.

The day she came to my work,

The day she bought me chocolate cake, I saw friendship,

No more.

No idea the elephant in the room and the lamb at the door.

No idea what lay in store.

The day I invited her out, and fell asleep at the movie.

Her housewarming party, I started to wonder if I was more than company. 

A raffle where I knew I had found a prize; the awkward goodbye.

Four years later

I still realize

How blessed in the mess of a world

One can be, 

That of all the coffee shops

In all the world, 

Here, she met me

And we walk now 

To endevour the aisle,

To endevour life's trials and tribulations together.

To think it started

With a glance,

Was sealed with a kiss,

And has brought me such bliss.

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