my idea of beautiful...

May 01, 2006 22:12

the first time we danced was in your kitchen to a song i wish i could remember. i do remember closing my eyes, wishing that the moment would never end. but the song couldn't go on forever. so a new one came on. and we danced some more. and i looked at the clock and realized how late it was getting. so with a look of fear, i gazed into your eyes and said "i have to go..." so i went home, and as i was laying in my bed, with smile of memory, i shed a single tear that rolled down my cheek onto my pillow. not because the song ended, but because they came on in the first place. that single moment meant so much.
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