To my morning cup of coffee,
First of all, thank you. You’ve always been there for me, a moment to breathe and sit and drink and reflect. I used to joke that my morning cannot be properly started without you, and that has proved itself to be true. I don’t know if it’s you or the caffeine addiction, but I can’t start my day without you. You’ve seen me through it all: when I actually have time to sip and enjoy to the days I barely have time to brush my teeth and have to take you to go. I’ve always thought you were beautiful, no matter your consistency; iced, hot, dark roast, light roast, medium blend.
I crave you in the simplest of terms; I think about you when I’m sitting in class. I doodle pictures of you in the margins of my notes. You’re all I want in the mornings, I think about you from the second I wake up to the moment I drain my last cup. Though sometimes I can only have one cup, I crave seconds. I can’t help it, I’m selfish and want you all to myself. You are my energy and my weakness. You keep me going.
Thank you for all the moments we share–the sunlight mornings with my paper and the peaceful morning drives. Thank you for never judging me, what time I wake up, or how fast I chug you on my way to work or class. Thank you for always what I want to wake up to, with your scent creeping into my room to get me out of bed. You mean more to me than you could possibly know.
I hope we can continue our relationship the way it’s been going. I’m sorry I’ve neglected you so much recently–my 10 a.m. class and no Keurig has been driving a wedge between us. I’m sure we will be reunited soon, and our daily dates will come back into existence (instead of the tri-weekly ones that have been happening lately). I really do appreciate you more than you know, and know we’re in this for the long haul. You’re the one consistency in my life and I know it’ll stay that way.
Thank you for being your bold, delicious self. I can’t wait to see what our future holds.
Xoxo, Emily