Just coffee

Is what I keep saying to myself.

Its coffee.

Caffeine.

You could use some,

I said.

I was waiting in my dorm room for him to knock

Decked out in Levi's 501 jeans

A black tee with a guitar on the front

My black pea coat and, of course

My favorite pair of heels.

Nathan got me them for Christmas one year.

They were jimmy choos,

And had cost him a whole lot of cash.

And I was wearing them out on a date

With another guy.

But this wasn't a date!

Its was just coffee!

I had just spent an hour telling myself that.

And for what?

For me to parade around with some random guy

That liked my painting

And wanted to get together?

I quickly placed them back

In the box they had come from,

And put on a pair of silver flip-flops.

Then the knock came.

I opened the door,

And there was Jason.

He was…

Beautiful.

His green eyes shining on my plain

Brown ones.

And he took me out.

Just for coffee, though.

Isn't that what I had said?