i don't think they are together.
they always come in separately and sit with the rest of their group.
and i wonder (maybe a bit hopefully) if there's a slight family resemblance between the two.
and i kind of felt something
when he leaned at the counter and teased me a little
while i made his peppermint hot chocolate.
but then one week later
(tuesday afternoon, like usual)
my glance finds them from across the room.
i see her thin hand lift up to rest on his opposite shoulder
in some familiar and gentle way.
and the quietly chaotic, always moving and talking boy is silent,
as his head drops to the reserved, pretty girl.
i stand behind the counter drying coffee mugs.
lots of people have dark blond hair after all (it doesn't mean they're family)
and i turn my gaze back to the front windows.
( and i wonder ///
w h y i e v e n w o n d e r )