It seems awkward, or unexpected, or untoward to say how you feel, so you don’t. It seems like you have a friendship, a rapport, maybe a better chance to say it later, to lose. But things have a way; they conspire to lose you the things you are trying not to lose.
Secret Vespers
by Patrick Edwards-Daugherty
I kept, memories? Oh no, they have faded with time, dunked in the acid bath of nostalgia. All I have now is a cup of tea to ruminesce over. And it tastes terrible, without you.
I kept a votive offering somewhere in the folds of my dreams, and found that was all I had left. I extinguished the candle, and found in the smoke that I still kept a friend.
That dear friend of mine, almost a twin, with whom I keep dancing around the issue. (Would we? Could we? I know you feel something of what I do, yet we daren’t say a thing.)
Earl Grey tea is always nice. It’s all about the bergamot.
Yes. My best friend and I although finally the other day we both admitted this was more than we thought and are giving it a shot.
French vanilla coffee.
I find it easier to say things out loud at night when I’m sharing a bed with someone else or over the phone sometimes.
I wanted to ask out the boy who I saw working at Value Village today.
I’ve just started seeing an incredible person. I know now that I will have to face my fears eventually and break the silence. Thank you.
P.S.
Hot chocolate or hot apple cider, depending on my mood.
The beautiful boy in my philosophy class; I barely know you at all, and yet your presence makes my soul dance in rapture.
Even though I’m going to ask him out for coffee, I don’t drink it; Hot Chocolate all the way.
Earl Grey, with a slice of lemon if possible but with milk is also good.
I’d love to tell one person how I feel for her, but the time is never right and getting my head into the place where I can seems to be a struggle.
I’ve had a crush on the friend of a friend since the first day I met him. He seems to like me almost as much as I like him, but we might only get along because we’re both terribly frustrated people. I don’t want to lose what little we have now in hopes of getting more.
My favorite drink is shaman mate (it has lavender in it) with a bit of soy milk.
I really really like this one. and hot chocolate.
I am already with that person.
And he is the one who, despite my encouragement, patience, and love, finds it very difficult to to say how he feels.
Almond tea (from Anteaques in Edinburgh – www.http://anteaques.co.uk).
Twinings lemon & ginger tea.
Betty’s tearoom blend tea with a little milk.
I’ve always found it easiest to say difficult or vulnerable things in the dark, in the aftermath of loving. It’s amazing what I can say then.
Knowing you have a strong relationship is when you find yourself in a situation where a seduction of someone else is entirely possible…and you pass because you don’t want to break what you have.
Chai masala: hot, strong, sweet and spicey. With a touch of white pepper to keep things interesting.
He said the thing he worried about most was losing me as a friend. I should have said I feel the same. I should have said he has nothing to worry about, I won’t stop being friends with him. I care too damn much for that.
But I don’t have the guts to say how I feel. And I guess I’d rather lose the chance of something more because I’m too scared to lose what I have.
Dark cherry mocha, with extra whipped. cream.