Learning You Short story coming soon ((Summary written in Lathan's POV))
Beatrice Marrow. The walking definition of beauty.
Lathan...myself...someone who Beatrice would never give a thought about. Any definition works for me.
I'm not a stalker.
I'm not a stalker. I'm not a stalker. I just happen to know the cafe she goes to everyday after school. And I suddenly love coffee.
But it never works.
Every S I N G L E day, she comes in. Orders a blueberry muffin with a hot caramel latte...and I never say a word. Just watch.
I meet Annalise. 75 year old woman who happens to hate coffee but goes to the cafe as well.
And she says to me;;
"....are you going to keep staring at that girl, or are you going to do what you came to do?"
"It's not that simple. She's so fragile but strong and I'm already broken. All I can do is watch."
And continues. "Listen, boy. I was once afraid in the same way. But eventually, I ended up meeting my partner, the love of my life in this exact room, this exact booth."
"But you're brave. I'm not, Annalise. I'm..."
"You're what? Afraid of love? Don't be, or you're as good as dead. Love is what creates life."
And then she says;;
"...do you have time for a story?"
And very soon,
Beatrice wasn't the only reason I went to the cafe. And very soon, Annalise wouldn't be the only one I was talking to.
I believed that love is dangerous.
But; I was wrong.
Love is mom and dad.
Love is boy and girl
Boy and boy
Girl and girl
Love is human
And human. Love makes us human.
But love is much more than that...
Love is everything.
Hey, do you have time for a story?
A story of how I learned
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L E A R N I N G Y O U
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