It was all so perfect,
There we went, driving along,
Around a glittering town on a september eve,
The city lights and the starts shine off the lake,

The wind blowing in my face,
As we cut through the country,
Laughing and talking, on and on,
Everything is so natural and soft,

Your hand brushes my arm,
A tickle that I have dearly missed,
Your skin is softer than silk,
And your scent wafts around my head,

There are crickets and frogs,
Singing their choruses of love,
The world around us seems to fade,
And we are alone in our space,

Effortlessly, I spill my soul to you,
You talk sense, and say what I need to hear,
Your words are gold and alabaster,
Soft, smooth, and elegant,

I sigh, as I let go of my stress,
"Finally.." I think to myself,
As I realise the weight I've been carrying,
And on the wind I hear a sound,

My eyes flash open wide,
As I realise whats happening,
I'm helpless to stop it or hang on,
The alarm in the distance grows,

You look at me as paniced as I must be,
"Wait, no, What's happening to me!"
Bits fade, and pieces disappear,
I hang my head but the tears can't come,

As my alarm gets louder and louder,
As I'm dragged back into this hell again,
... I roll over and punch the bed,
I HATE your beautiful memory.