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you never liked coffee to bitter you'd say you'd always pour tons of sugar and milk in it then offer me some because 'a person so sweet 'shouldn't be exposed to something so bitter' i'd always blush when you told me how sweet i was and i'd politely say 'no thanks' yet always end up drinking your coffee instead of my own because it did indeed taste bitter and you'd laugh kiss my cheek and say 'i told you it was to bitter sweetie and i'd poke my tongue out and playfully punch your arm and say 'i like drinking from yours because 'it tastes like your lips' then you'd grin and i'd smile cheesily i might add before you'd kiss me and say how much you loved me how much you'd always love me 'beyond infinity' as you'd say it saddens me to think of how short our infinity was but you're still here with me every time i sit in our little cafe drinking coffee with tons of sugar and milk just the way you liked it | ||||||||||||||
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