Caffiene
I have an unconditional love for caffeine. I’ve consumed it every single day for the past eight years, and I’ve never once grown tired of it.
I’ve never complained about its bitterness. I’ve never wished it had milk.
- I like it bitter.
- I like it without sugar.
- I like it without milk.
- I like it raw, unfiltered.
Because I take it for exactly what it is.
It calms me down It softens my heavy days It gives me motivation It gives me hope
I drink it when I’m happy, broken, driven, exhausted, and the second I wake up in the morning.
I never get tired of it.
People often complain about its bitterness. They say it’s too strong, too intense. But I crave it every single day.
Maybe that’s because I’m the right person for it. Not everything is meant for everyone.
Coffee belongs to me, and I belong to coffee.
The right person won’t ask you to dilute yourself to make you easier to swallow. They won’t go looking for someone sweeter.
They will choose you, love you, and accept you exactly as you are, every single day.
Not everyone will appreciate your taste, but the person meant for you never has to be convinced.