I thought I have known everything about love—its pain, its joy, and everything that comes with it. But when I met Isaiah, I felt stupid. I felt like the love I have known for years is shallow and futile. And immature.
I have never seen a love like that of the love that he’s showing me. The support. The lengths that he has to go just to see me even though he’s swamped at work. The simple surprises. The way he tells me he loves me by not really verbalizing it. It’s surreal. I never wanted anything else in my life.
Christmas songs were playing inside the cafe and everyone was already feeling the holiday vibes in the street. Almost all establishments are decorated with mistletoe, Santa Clauses, and other Christmas stuff.
In the cafe, we have put out a donation box for the season because we
