They met over coffee. It was inevitable. Coffee warmth entered their veins as they swapped places, he loved watching people, but she only loved watching him.
"How have you been?"he murmured, and his eyes were gentle, with a hint of tremulous intensity.
"Fine, i guess," she replied, her hands twisting in her lap as if awkwardness had sought her for its own.
"It's been long,"he said, his brown eyes lit by a hazel flame in the glowing sunset ardour of the evening.
"Yeah, but that's your fault,"she whispered."You were the one who absconded or disappeared. I missed you so much."
It is time, now, to move into inner realms of light. With the brewing of hot and thick coffee on the stove, nibbles of warm pies with ice-cream melting on top and the whiff of old books from the nearby shelves exuding a warm light of their own.
"Are you here just to rekindle a crush that has been burnt in the fervour of summer activity?" he pressed her, as he sipped his cappuccino with heart-shaped barista art on it. She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. he melted instantly, and became besotted with her, just like in the old days, when they would crave for each other throughout the day.