The beeping dispersed you like smoke in the wind,

and soon I was grasping at pillows.

I bumped into you in a room crowded with cliches,

and the memories came rushing back.

I still love you,

You never stopped loving me,

neither one of us remember our reasons for leaving.

Or maybe, they’re just not important anymore.

And then you’re in my arms, home,

and you’re melting into me,

softly, warmly,

and I just can’t let go.

Your candy lips meet mine,

you strawberry skin fills my breath with

remembered love.

And just when I remember,

the beeping sweeps you away,

and all that’s in my arms is a hotel pillow.

You were my dream girl,

then you were my dreamy girl,

now you’re in my dreams, girl.