Breakfast at McDo reminds me so much of you.

It reminds me so much of how we talked about my desire for coffee the previous night; how we thought it'd be a good idea to test out all existing coffee shops; how I suggested that we try out a particularly near coffee shop first; how we eventually agreed to meet at a cheaper fastfood chain the next day to buy me coffee, and how we both committed to waking early despite our deepest need to stay in bed longer.

It reminds me so much of how early I woke up the next day; how quickly I chose my clothes; how I hurriedly left the house, forgetting breakfast; how I told you I was on my way, when in fact, I was still getting a jeep and being picky about it.

It reminds me so much of how quickly I crossed the street to get to the designated meeting place; how, upon reaching the establishment, I saw you sitting alone in one of the tables, with your favorite earphones stuck in your ears; how upon seeing me, you took one out and smiled at me.

It reminds me so much of how I ate breakfast, with you sitting, talking, and laughing with me all the time; how you told me my bag was boring because it contained nothing interesting; how you looked me so many times in the eyes and smiled, making me feel all warm and tingly inside.

Breakfast at McDo reminds me so much of you, and how I forgot that instead of coffee, I ordered hot chocolate. :)