SOMEWHERE OUT HERE

I was in Starbucks planning to spend the entire afternoon time with my beloved SOLAR by Ian McEwan.
Going upstairs without any thoughts in mind,
merely did I long for seats closed to electric supply only.

And that lead me to someone that was impossibe undergoing negotiation well. 
Facing the ground windows I seated, 
and the plug-ins were at the corner nearby. 
However, next to the plug-ins is that guy. 

As ignorance is the best policy of mine 
(well, that was what I could only think of), 
I did not even send him a peek! 
Otherwise, I was truly afraid of what he might have done on me.

But he DID text me still,
"little has changed of you :),"
which did annoy me and drove me outraged! 

I am not that naive and stupid girl now,
and we ARE just any possible strangers in Starbucks on this island sitting near.
It's definitely a harassment receiving unpleasant texts from stranger,
such a strong humiliation that I can hardly stand.

Then?

I sat doing my own language works and reading,
leaving there within 3 hrs.

There's nothing gonna change after receiving that dern text.
Though I am in fury,
I do not want to be involved with him anymore.
That's one of those vital things that I learned after all the lessons I've had.

With all the efforts i've paid and the lessons i've learned,
i did step forward and even forward as time passed by,
maturing via the indispensable past,
but nothing of it should have remained the same, exactly.