I'm Your Cappuccino, We Just Didn't Realise It.

After everything that happened, would you like me to say I still love you? That I never regretted what I chose?

I think in essence, that's what you're looking for. Some short assurance that I feel it too, that I feel what you presume to feel. But do you really feel it at all?

I honestly believe, that after everything, you haven't stopped long enough to really assess the situation.

Like one of those pencil-skirted, court-shoed, cut-throat career girls, rushing around their life with a Filofax and a cardboard cup of cappuccino - not stopping still enough to realise they don't even like cappuccino any more. It's just what they're used to buying every 9 o'clock in the morning.

Darling, I think I'm your cappuccino - you just haven't realised it yet.