We once danced to The Beatles,
Blaring through headphones as makeshift speakers,
Slowly circling on the balcony overlooking the ocean
And lost in each other,
I still remember your black and white polka dot dress,
Your charming fascinator,
And I remember wanting nothing more than to kiss you,
And envelop myself in your essence,
As tendrils of young love wrapped us tighter
Than the empty sheets I grasped this morning.
I guess it’s time to wake up.