I remember wondering through the store,
looking for just the right shirt.
I remember arriving an hour early,
sitting on a bench alone.
I remember seeing you arrive,
the butterflies in my stomach held their breath,
my breathing got heavy as the world stood still,
you look so beautiful.
I remember the air feeling different when the slow song started,
rushing to find you as the room slowed down.
I remember you gently holding my left hand,
leading me to a quiet corner of the dance floor.
I remember your hand on my shoulder,
my hand on your lower back,
I remember the noisy room,
and all I could hear was you breathing on my chest.
I remember pulling you closer to my body,
I remember you doing the same, a second later.
I wanted the song to play forever,
but it was gone in a nervous, shallow breath.
I remember nothing
The evening was over,
it's been over for 8 years.
My butterflies still hold their breath,
you still look so beautiful.
-duncan
Something I think about quite often. Maybe you relate?