Summer Lake

She stood across from me,
Her dress trailed behind her as she walked around giving and receiving hugs.
I stood there watching her as she danced through the crowd,
Looking like the girl from the ‘Couture La La’ commercial; but natural.

She smiled and glanced towards me,
at that moment I was reminded of that week we spent here at the lake.
The week that made us inseparable,
we created our story about that week.

I dream of that week,
imagining your hair brushing against my cheek;
I miss you grabbing my hand to impress my with your palm reading.

I remember our little debates we used to have,
you believed in mermaids and fairy tales.
While on the other hand I believed in good swimmers and science.

I began to slip back into reality when I no longer see you in sight.
You must have left the party,
everyone is still enjoying themselves and I start to wonder why I'm still here.
No longer feeling the need to stay I walk back to my car.

That girl that was happy and confident
was now walking along the lake lost in thought.
Your hair was no longer up, but now
flowing down your back.
No longer in heels; now barefoot.

Dipping your toes in the water,
and finally letting out a smile.
I decided  I wasn't going to let this moment pass me by.

As I walked over,
I thought of different ways this would turn out.
You smiled and grabbed my hand,
by now it didn't matter how it would turn out; I was happy I was here with you.

We sat in under the tree,
it had our initials engraved in it;
soon everyone was leaving the party.
You grabbed your heels and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

For that quick moment I felt your hair brush against my face.
Soon all I saw was your tail lights.
You left me with another memory,
Till the next time I see you.

One Day Too Late

The crowd is shouting,
singing along with you.
Songs I could never really follow along to.

Hands waving in the air,
body's moving in rhythm to the song.
Again I never had the same rhythm.

I watch from back stage,
watching how you and your fans connect.
We haven't had that connection in months,
ever since I told you I no longer wanted this life.

A life where we are no longer just Us,
but now a life where it is us and your fans.
7:30pm

I have already called a cab,
saved enough money to go home.
I had my things packed lastnight
but you were to tired to even notice.

As the crowd shouts for more,
I silently walk out,
I don't look back because I'm afraid I wont leave.

The driver is loading my three bags I have in the trunk.
Again I try to not look back, but I do.
Still everyone is shouting your name,
and here you are standing in the doorway.

I look in your eyes and you look in mine,
still we both no this is goodbye.
I get in the cab,
you walk back to the stage.

This is goodbye.

Suit & Tie Guy

I woke to the sound of your voice,
the scent of your cologne,
the rhythm in your step as you got ready for work.

I watched you from the bed,
no longer asleep.

Putting on your suit and tie,
you finally catch me watching you.
I loved the way you walked over and leaned in for a kiss.
You slid my hair behind my ear,
and leaned in for another kiss.

You continued getting your stuff together,
opening your case to make sure everything was in there.
Including your favorite photo of me.

Mornings like these are my favorite,
its been 4 years since you got down on your knee
and asked me to be yours forever.
Nothing has changed, the love still grows.

I follow you down the stairs to see you off,
and everyday you pinky promise you'll be back in my arms.

I Love You