In Love with The Coffeeshop Girl

[Muggler]

In Love with The Coffeeshop Girl

Every morning I order a double americano
(So refined!)
and a fresh pastry,
(How continental!)
and write poems about The Coffeeshop Girl.
(He's probably writing a novel...)

The Coffeeshop Girl and I are in love but we're both too shy to admit it.
We tell each other in subtle ways.
I say things like "Good Morning." I smile. I leave a tip.
She says things like "the usual?" and "have a nice day!"

I sit by the window behind a notebook and thick frames.
Another notebook with thick frames sits at the counter, more thick frames with laptops sit at tables.
They say things like "Good Morning." They smile. They leave a tip.
She says things like "the usual?" and "have a nice day!"

We all order double americanos.
(So predictable!)
We all eat the fresh pastries.
(How cliché!)
We write all poems about The Coffeeshop Girl.
(He's probably just like the rest...)
We're all in love with The Coffeeshop Girl.

This speaks strongly not only of shyness, but also repressed emotion. The setting is great, I wonder if you could somehow let the inner emotions of the characters through a bit.