A place to talk about art on Farcaster. Artwork created by jacob.eth

He always arrived at the same time, dressed neatly, and took the same seat by the window.
Some said he looked like a lonely man, but his eyes held the quiet warmth of someone waiting.
To him, that café wasn’t just a place—it was where love had once begun.
And so, with silent grace, he filled the extra teacup each day, holding onto the hope that she might return.

This is so tender and poetic. The story and painting together tell a quiet tale of love and longing 🎭

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