Coffee Cart on 58th & 3rd

Dear Coffee Cart Guy:
Today I cheated on you with another, but I regret it more than words can say– As I sit here in my cubicle at 9am, regretting my mistake with every sip of this atrocious coffee, I am now sure that you are «the One». You’re coffee is by far more superior than any coffee establishment/​retailer in the near vicinity. I hate myself for ever doubting you for a minute and allowing my wandering taste buds to cloud my better judgment. I now miss every drop of your savory, bold yet sweet taste, and I am reeling from the thought that I ever traded you in for a one-​block tryst. Sure, his cart was accessible, his location perfectly sandwiched between work & Bloomies, and yes– I was seduced by numerous coffee cups that returned each day to the cube farm from his cart. but they got it wrong. No one knows me better than you do, and he couldn’t give me the coffee I craved. Now, I’ve come to truly appreciate each perfectly blended cup you’ve presented to me in our rather recent, but blissful courtship.
Sorry for my philandering ways. I will never take you for granted again.
–Your forever devoted caffeine fiend