After I heard Takuto sing that one fateful night, I started to see him in a different light. He sang my song within my sight as the moon was shining bright. His resonates inside of me as if it were waves coming in from across the ageless sea.
Morning comes and I see his face. He walks up to my feverish face. He didn’t know I was hiding a blush. With his touch, it made my heart rush. With a stutter, I would ask. It was only a simple task.
“Would you consider going on a date with me” is what I asked. He answered with a yes for this simple task. I walked downstairs in a cute pink dress and a matching purse. He blushed thinking my cuteness would be a curse.
We had a picnic in the park where you saw birds flying and hear the dogs bark…
Let the music play in the background,
I’ll hold you close
As we sway and wobble to the ominous tones,
Heard only by the fatal ticking of the clock,
Step by step,
Heartbeats sink into the rhythm,
And we sway and sway,
Eyes closed as we breathe in what’s left of us,
Our rags drag across the floor as we step in time to the strum,
Each count taking us further,
From our problems, from the reality that landed us here,
And we sway and wobble, falter and try to find the rhythm again,
Always managing to find each other through the crowd of others dancing around like us,
Each find their way among the mess they’ve made.
Let the music drown of the rest of the noise,
We sway and rock and never let the music stop us from dancing through… Clinging to what’s left of us…