A sad song for dirty lovers
Going in to the room without saying a word, we both will know this will be our swan song. The moment she boards that plane will be our last embrace. I will call it quits and she will be surprised. Yet it won't be because she didn't see it coming but because I actually uttered those words.
I can already see how it plays out. We hold each other and take in our smell. Hoping it that it last an eternity or until the next time she smells old spice and I dove. We will lock eyes for what will seem like an eternity, yet only seconds in reality. That will truly be the last time we peer into each others soul.
She leave my arms to start the music and that's when the fun starts. We will become dirty lovers for once last time. We will do the things we've always done and build upon that. Things done once and the ones we held out hope to try when joking teased about. For those 48 hours we will become primal.
Ultimately our last moments will be accompanied by a silent clock. Tick we lay in bed taking in what just happened. Tock, we check out. Tick, we arrive at the airport. Tock, we share our last hug and kiss.
We will engrave a mental picture in to our brains of that last moment. A reminder of who we were. Of a time when it was "we" not "him and her" or "you and I". We won't want to let go but we must. Otherwise the world will pass us by.
We will always hold a place for each other in our hearts. Hopefully she will find the man I never felt I could become. As for me well..... who knows. I just want her to know the time we spent together will forever be one of the best times of my life.
Going in to the room without saying a word, we both will know this will be our swan song. The moment she boards that plane will be our last embrace. I will call it quits and she will be surprised. Yet it won't be because she didn't see it coming but because I actually uttered those words.
I can already see how it plays out. We hold each other and take in our smell. Hoping it that it last an eternity or until the next time she smells old spice and I dove. We will lock eyes for what will seem like an eternity, yet only seconds in reality. That will truly be the last time we peer into each others soul.
She leave my arms to start the music and that's when the fun starts. We will become dirty lovers for once last time. We will do the things we've always done and build upon that. Things done once and the ones we held out hope to try when joking teased about. For those 48 hours we will become primal.
Ultimately our last moments will be accompanied by a silent clock. Tick we lay in bed taking in what just happened. Tock, we check out. Tick, we arrive at the airport. Tock, we share our last hug and kiss.
We will engrave a mental picture in to our brains of that last moment. A reminder of who we were. Of a time when it was "we" not "him and her" or "you and I". We won't want to let go but we must. Otherwise the world will pass us by.
We will always hold a place for each other in our hearts. Hopefully she will find the man I never felt I could become. As for me well..... who knows. I just want her to know the time we spent together will forever be one of the best times of my life.