Dream Vs. Reality

Alex POV

I still cannot believe that she didn't serve me pancakes for a week. And why, is still a mystery. 

I may sound like a whining kid because I didn't get what I want but I don't care. Not everyone will understand me and I don't care. 

It is not just a simple breakfast that is made of flour and milk. It is something that connects me to her. It was like a part of her or something that belongs to her that she chose and voluntarily shared with me. 

I knew it was not on the menu. 

I knew that she was not charging me for that.

And I knew that it was her breakfast that she was sharing with me. 

I don't know the reason behind that but just the thought brings a smile to my face. 

Then suddenly she takes it away. It was like a feeling when you were offered to have a free taste of pastry in your favorite bakeshop and when you liked it and wanted more they would tell you that it will not be for sale. 

How disappointing.