Groundhog Day

A long winter, this,
The sun was out for a few days
And then retreated
It's morning and I'm in a suburban coffee shop
I don't drink coffee
But it was where you were,
And we were talking quietly
Amidst people buying coffee, scones, preparing for work,
I held your hand and it was warm
But felt somehow fragile
And we stole 25 minutes that way
And went back to our days,
You kissed me by your car
Quietly, softly, twice,
And then you were gone,
And I drove to the office under a grey sky
But it was okay,
Spring is coming.