Mine maybe?!

Oh, what will happen when -- The coffee gets cold. But my love didn't. I'll say I loved "mine maybe?!", I said. But did the café around get my warmth. Oh, Me and her, both sitting and just sipping upon our favie. The fairy lights and the aesthetics, were maybe made on purpose. We sitting there, Simping upon how the future may look, But just grieving upon the past we had. But that's what I loved and said,"Mine maybe?!" And huh?! to how gorgeous she is.