Morning Coffee

The same as yesterday,
The same as everyday.
She stole a glance
Just as he looked her way
She felt, shy.
Suddenly
Looking into the distance,
Avoiding his questioning face.
Heart jumping,
Thoughts fluttering
Fingers drumming on the tray,
Daring herself to look up,
Promised herself she would be brave,
This time
To smile, maybe say,
Hello.
If, he should look back,
But by the time she raised her eyes
He’d gone
And there was someone
Else in his still warm seat,
His cup empty,
The same as yesterday,
The same as everyday.