He is very inspirational, this boy I met at Starbucks. Let me tell you the story.
So I go to Starbucks every morning at 8:11, and the boy who works there always smiles and says, "How are you?", and when he does, it's like my heart grows wings! (sorry, that was way too poetic) I decided one day that I would formally meet him, so when he asked how I was, I said, "Fine and my name's ----," and then he said, "Hey". I said, "Thank you for the extra foam" that I had noticed in my cup, and then he said his name was Taylor, so I wrote this poem about him.
Taylor, the latte boy/ bring me java, bring me joy/ oh Taylor, the latte boy/ i love him i love him i love him
I decided that I should get my nerve up and recite my poem to him but musically because he plays guitar so I think he would like that. I know he plays guitar because when I went in this morning, he told me that he was playing with his band tonight in the basement of a bar. While he made my double latte, I noticed that he flipped the lever to make it triple! I knew that triple latte meant he loved me too! I asked him when he was playing and as he handed me my (triple!) latte, he told me to keep the $3.55 because it was on him! I love him!
For a long time, I was the type of girl who would run from love when it rushed toward me. But with Taylor, I realized that I could find love if I just stepped up to the counter and ordered! Now, after many years, I've found someone who is amazing and keeps me caffeinated. I love him.
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