Dear Coffee,
We have known each other for a few years now, so I think it's time for me to reveal my true feelings about you. I love you. I think I have known for a while, but I have just been in denial. I remember the first time I met you when I was young. You seemed so bold, and you were praised by everyone you met. That is, everyone but me. You presence left a bitter taste in my mouth, even after you were gone.
I just couldn't understand it. How could so many people love you? You were so potent, so overwhelming, and rich to a repulsing degree. I could not grow fond of your presence, and convinced myself that I would never allow myself to be one of those people that fell under your charm.
Years later, I found myself in your presence once again. But there was something different about you. You were no longer overwhelming to me, but had a sweetness about you. Nothing major, but a subtle sweetness to replace the bitterness I felt before. Enough sweetness to leave me wanting more when you were gone.
You are the defintion of unselfish. You pour your life into those that need you, even to the last drop of energy you have. Whenever I reach out for you in my times of need, you are always there. You are there to warm my soul when this cold world surrounds me. You even have the ability to cool me off when I'm feeling heated. Whatever stage I go through in life, you are there to give it a blissful flavor that keeps me hanging on.
And now, after all these years, I find myself continuously longing for your presence. When I rise in the morning, you are there to greet me. When I am having late nights, it is you that comforts me. You have the ability to calm me and the ability to excite me. You willingly change your schedule so that we can be together. You change your looks to entice me, never allowing the relationship to become dull. With every new season you bring new aromas of fondness to my heart.
You have touched my soul, and I am forever bound to you. Please never leave me, as my life would fall apart without you in it.
Forever yours until the last drop,
Callie
