What a love?

I felt so sick before I started work. Two hours into work I was still drowsy from my three-hour afternoon nap. Caffeine warmed up my stomach and kept me awake in the following nights.

A touchy love story was seen during work. There was a gentle young man sitting at the end of outside dinning area. He told us not to serve him, because he was waiting for his girlfriend and he was not sure if she would come. Twenty minutes later, “I gave up”, said in his soft voice with weepy eyes. He must be heart-broken. Poor guy. Just a day after Valentines, love turns into a poison. What a love?!