A cinematic Tagalog-English story about love that cooled with time — like coffee left waiting too long. Told through quiet moments in a café, WOLFE & EU capture the still warmth of memories fading into silence.

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We met sa lumang café, umuulan noon,

dalawang estranghero, parehong nagmamadali sa panahon.

You said you like your mornings slow,

with coffee warm and sunlight low.

Tahimik lang, walang usapan,

pero ramdam kong may simula sa pagitan.

Don’t leave your coffee too long,

baka tuluyang lumamig.

Love fades when you wait too long,

and courage starts to slip.

Minsan ang “later” ay “never” na pala,

when the heart forgets its song.

Don’t leave your coffee too long,

bago mawala ang init at saya.

Linggo-linggo, doon pa rin tayo,

same table, same song sa radio.

Sinasabi ko sa sarili, “Next time, I’ll say it,”

pero lagi kong hinahayaan ang sandali.

You talked of dreams, of leaving town,

and I just smiled— couldn’t make a sound.

Don’t leave your coffee too long,

baka tuluyang lumamig.

Love fades when you wait too long,

and courage starts to slip.

Akala ko tahimik ay ligtas,

pero sa dulo, yun ang pumalit sa atin.

Don’t leave your coffee too long,

bago mawala ang init ng damdamin.

The last time came with no goodbye,

you left your cup, I asked why.

You said, “It’s fine, I’ll be okay,”

and walked away sa ulan ng May.

Iniwan mong mainit pa ang tasa,

pero lamig na ang bumungad sa umaga.

Ngayon, bago na ang pangalan ng café,

pero ako, andito pa rin everyday.

I drink it black, no sugar, no cream,

the taste of time sa bawat panaginip.

May kumakanta ng dati nating tune,

at naaalala ko pa rin— kahit noon pa’y June.

Don’t leave your coffee too long,

it’s meant to be felt while it’s warm.

Love won’t wait till you feel strong,

it fades beyond the storm.

Bawat lagok, isang alaala,

bawat init, pansamantala.

Don’t leave your coffee too long…

baka tuluyan nang mawala.

We met in an old café, the rain was falling,

two strangers rushing through their own mornings.

You said you liked your mornings slow,

with coffee warm and sunlight low.

No words were spoken, silence remained,

but I felt something quietly begin between us.

Don’t leave your coffee too long,

before the warmth fades away.

Love fades when you wait too long,

and courage slips with the day.

Sometimes “later” just means “never,”

when the heart forgets its song.

Don’t leave your coffee too long,

before the warmth is gone.

Week by week, we stayed the same,

same table, same song playing again.

I told myself, “Next time, I’ll say it,”

but I always let the moment quit.

You talked of dreams, of leaving town,

and I just smiled—afraid to make a sound.

Don’t leave your coffee too long,

before the warmth fades away.

Love fades when you wait too long,

and courage slips with the day.

I thought silence would keep us safe,

but in the end, that’s what replaced us.

Don’t leave your coffee too long,

before the warmth is gone.

The last time came without goodbye,

you left your cup, and I asked why.

You said, “It’s fine, I’ll be okay,”

and walked away in the rain of May.

You left your cup still warm that day,

but the morning after felt so gray.

Now the café’s changed its name and song,

but I still sit where we belonged.

I drink it black, no sugar, no cream,

the taste of time inside each dream.

Someone hums the tune we knew,

and I still think of you.

Don’t leave your coffee too long,

it’s meant to be felt while it’s warm.

Love won’t wait till you feel strong,

it fades beyond the storm.

Each sip, a memory,

each warmth, temporary.

Don’t leave your coffee too long…

before it’s gone forever.