My Coffee Buddy

It's been many years since we met as neighbors. Talking, laughing, and helping one another out was our daily routine. On occasion there was great tension, that was very excitable, yet timed and coy. We talked on all sorts of topics. Communication between us was fluent and free.

We consumed gallons and gallons of coffee at your place or mine. It didn't matter where we were, or who was there. An attraction was surely developing and everyone could see it. They saw our quick stolen glances of one another and the longing in our eyes. The brushing up against one another was seen as 'cute' in the eyes of your friends. I posessed a great and curious thirst to to know you for who you were. People were always eager to be near you and spend some time talking and just hanging out. It was very intriguing to me to see this every day.

I gave it my all to downplay, ignore and even push away my attraction of you and who you were. I had a partner whom I was separated from and so did you. My separation had not been as long as yours, and we both a child to consider.

The daily neighbor get togethers continued as well as the any topic goes conversations. We laughed and joked and had serious talks on religion and politics. My input was of a concern to you. What I felt and thought really mattered. This was a totally new experience for me and it was one I truly welcomed. I felt as though I was evolving into a new person. A person I hadn't known before. It was a new freedom to speak what was on my mind, in my heart and to receive honest feedback instead of ridicule. It was truly liberating. I began to sing and truly understand the song by Helen Reddy "I Am Woman." We stood outside in-between our two abodes and sang it at the top of our lungs. At last I was truly free and you had brought me to my new found freedom.