mundes

The night of the fire, I said I didn't want it to become a habit. I said I didn't want to keep going to the shop.

And though he's not around to take care of this, I've done so myself. Here's his memory. This shop of his, where I've met him.

I've changed the colors of the walls, a brighter vision. Made new organizations, smile mind. And service with a smile, knowing that every time a customer enters, or exits, I'll be able to look over the door and see Taylor.

There's a plaque with his name on it. And a photo of him working here. That day, I actually took an accidental photo, almost as accidental as when he spilled my coffee on my phone. But that photo saved.

So here's to this. I'm takin after Taylor's shop because it made me who I am, and it made me realize who I really love, even if I did have to make him love me by coming here and buying condoms for no reason.

And in the future, I'll tell my kids, I fell in love with someone. Want to know how we met? I went to this shop not too far from my college dorms. It was sorta run down, but the energy was lovely in there, spacious and welcoming.

The guy in there, he was special. I didn't have feelings for anybody else, the way I liked him. And I knew it was real, because, there was no reason for me to like him, but I did.

I wanted to spark interest. Never say too much, make him wonder.

Eventually, he did. He wondered a whole lot on why I did what I did. It was strange but we've build a relationship because of that silly tactic.

I use to buy condom boxes.

- April 26, 2016