Gemotions

The weight inside Ethan tightened when he approached "The Bookworm Cafe." He had loved it so much in his early 20's. He hadn't been in it for years. Now, it was closing, and a sense of profound emptiness washed over him.

He had promised himself a final visit, a final cup of coffee. He had postponed it, always thinking there was time. The image of the bookshelves, the smell of old paper, the warmth of the space – now fading.

He turned away. He couldn't face the finality of it. The cafe and the person he was at one point were gone now.