When you're working twelve hour days in the studio and you're getting tired but still go to work ten hour days in the cafe and your favourite friend there tells you they're leaving and this is the last shift you will have together you can't help but feel sad and so make a macchiato to express your bleary heart and hope that soon the coffee might perk you up a little and you can pretend that it's not so bad and things won't be so terrible without him there but then you know it's not true and he really will be gone and it will never be the same and you will never be as happy as you were and remembering the good times is better left until another time.
