There I was.
Loitering in the lobby of her heart, after a long flight the only thing on my mind was rest.
The aroma was nice, stepping in through the double doors.
Following the stretch of carpet to the front desk.
Air conditioner stationed right above the door soon as you walked in.
Almost feeling myself sink into the splash of a fresh comforter.
I stood at the front counter waiting to be checked in.
Didn't quite feel like home.
The longer I waited the more anxious I became.
Messing around with the pen chained to the desk.
Making circles and snake like motions with the chain.
Noticing the dust under one of those small relaxation fountains at the closest end of the receptionist's desk.
The hum growing louder signifying that the water needed to be refilled.
More interesting.
There were no vacancies.
Good that I made reservations a month before time.
Noticing the aquarium over by the elevator.
There I stood loitering in the lobby.
Patiently waiting.
After a while, it sinks in that all lobbies are the same.
An endless void of waiting.
Was it absurd that I envied the fish watching me from the aquarium.
It's a strong possibility that he fell asleep watching me wait as the receptionist hasn't quite made it back yet

Would you like to be in my movie
I'm going to make you a star
You'll be my leading lady
Feel free to come as you are

It will be billed as a comedy
With a bit of romance in the mix
We'll have oodles of fun in the making
I'll even put you on my A-list

When we're not busy in the filming
We can both go over our lines
Where you tell me you love me
And I'll repeat back in kind

It will have its share of sequels
I'm thinking more than 4 or 5
We might even make the cover of People
That way we'll know we've arrived

So let's try and set up a meeting
Discuss over dinner what we can do
About you being in my hit movie
Where I'll make a star out of you

I'll never have the chance
To tell you that
Your favorite poem of mine
I wrote it for you