『Arrhythmia of love』

I will go to my favorite Starbucks today as usual.
Somehow I order the same thing as usual.
Recently, I have a clerk who has become very close to me.

"Thank you always," she says with a big smile.
In response, I replied, "I'm always grateful."

I sat down as usual and took my book out of my bag.
open a book.I resume reading from the place where I put my bookmarks.

The bad thing about me is that I can't see around when I read books.
I feel that my vision is somewhat dark, but I don't care.
No, it's not just my imagination.
I think the upper right side is a little blurred.
I finished reading to the edge of the page, looked away from the book and looked over there before turning.
Then, I saw a clerk I had recently become friends with peeping into me.

"You're so focused!
It's amazing to read a book that seems difficult."
she said.

"It's not that difficult!"
I replied.

"I don't really read books, do I?"
Should I try to read it, too?"
she said.
On the other hand
"Books are surprisingly profound.
I want you to read it!"

Then she said, "May I ask you about your recommended books?"

I can't decide.
Because there are so many books I would like to recommend.

My mind revolves around novels that I once enjoyed reading.
So I took a book from the shelf in my head.
Let's recommend this.

So I told she the title of that recommended book.
then
"I've heard of it!I'll read it！"
She answered with a smile and went back to the counter.

I'll read on.
But I can't concentrate on books.
It's not like me.
No, it's not moving at all.
I can't read it.
I keep thinking about her.
Is this love?

I find myself thinking only of her.

I want to know your contact information.
No, it's annoying to ask your contact information.
Write down your contact information on a piece of paper.

But I don't have the courage.

In the end, I couldn't give it to him and went home.
What is this throbbing heart.

The next holiday, I visited Starbucks again.
Then she was there today.
At that moment, my heart beats fast.

And I'll order that as usual.
Then she says with a smile, "It's been a week!"

With that smile, I think I can eat 10 bowls of white rice.
Then I plucked up my courage and handed her a piece of paper with my contact information.

I finally gave it to you...

I managed to give her my contact information.
Will I be able to get along with you now?

That carefree smile is cute and lovely.

I pray that I will be able to see that smile the closest.