A blank page
Where I can write a story
A story of you and me one night
And no one will ever know if it’s true

You follow me out the doors at the school dance
As I head to the bathroom
And when I turn around a corner
you catch up and reach out

To pull me behind a statue
You lean into me and I into you

And this story could end so many ways
It could last for minutes, hours or days
But
I think,
At the very end there is a

Happily Ever After