Dear coffee boy,

You were talking on the phone today when I came back with the groceries.

You were crying. You didn't see me.

I waited in the door frame until you finished talking.

When you hung up you breathed so heavy and you cried.

You're such a beautiful crier.

You looked so sad I wanted to run to you and hold you.

But I didn't.

And I'm sorry I didn't comfort you.

Love,
Alice