I found myself walking to the old style cafe only for one specific reason and that was to see her again. I was thinking to myself how her amazing eyes were just so perfect and as I was day dreaming about her and there she was. The aroma of the sweet cinnamon and strong vanilla rushed to my senses when I walked through the door. I instantly recognised her as her gorgeous ocean eyes stared into mine. I sat down about two tables away from her because she looked like she wanted to be alone. We were pretty close and still staring at each other. Then I spotted a few tear marks on her tanned soft skin. Just below her eyes were smudged stains of mascara. I looked down at the wooden table I sat at and thought to myself "why has she been crying?" I then take a quick glance at her. It seemed that she had been crying for a while because her eyes were now red. She noticed me staring at her and it got a bit awkward so I decided to get a latte like my usual.
As I went to sit down, an elderly couple had sat at my table so I had to sit at another table. I was now closer to her and could see clearer as she was holding pictures, pictures of a figure. Though, I couldn't quite see what it was a picture of because of the tears. She caught my eye as she wiped her tears with a damp tissue from the cafe. I can't quite figure out if it was me that made her upset or maybe a flashback. Maybe it was the question? Maybe something bad happened and I brought it back?