Good-bye:
I can honestly say you've been on my mind
Since I woke up today, up today
I look at your photograph all the time
These memories come back to life
And I don't mind
She looked out her apartment window and up at the stars. The D.C. streets were still lit up at 11 o'clock at night. She sighed. It wasn't the same as sitting out on a picnic blanket. She closed her curtains and went to bed. In hopes of feeling better in the morning, she didn't. She awoke and her first sight was a picture of them. She closed her eyes again and tried to push the memories out, but she wanted them to stay.
I remember when we kissed
I still feel it on my lips
The time that you danced with me
With no music playing
But I remember those simple things
I remember 'til I cry
But the one thing I wish I'd forget
The memory I wanna forget
Is goodbye
She went into and poured her coffee. The memories became so vivid that tears began to trickle down her face. She remembered their first kiss, she could still feel it. She remembered dancing in his office just for fun. Did she make the right choice in leaving?
I woke up this morning and played our song
And throwing my tears, I sang along
I picked up the phone and then put it down
'Cause I know I'm wasting my time
And I don't mind
She turned the radio on and heard a song that was playing the first time they rode in the car together. She smiled and began to hum the tune. She looked over at her phone wondering if she should, but she frowned and walked away from it. She had to stay here.
I remember when we kissed
I still feel it on my lips
The time that you danced with me
With no music playing
But I remember those simple things
I remember 'til I cry
But the one thing I wish I'd forget
The memory I wanna forget
He was walking into his office. Stacks of books in his hands and trying to hurry to meet up with people. He heard his pocket ring. He rarely used his phone and had only four numbers in it. He backed into his door and didn't open it. He pulled his phone out and looked at the name ringing.
Suddenly my cell phone's blowing up
With your ringtone
I hesitate but answer it anyway
You sound so alone
And I'm surprised to hear you say
"Larry… hello?"
Larry dropped his books on the ground and felt a wave of joy go through him. He hadn't heard her voice in a long time.
"Megan… oh I… hello!" he said happily. He could feel her smile through the phone.
"I know you're a bit in shock." She said.
"Well it has been about a month. How is D.C?"
No answer. He waited a minute.
"That bad?"
"Larry… do you remember…"
He listened to her.
You remember when we kissed
You still feel it on your lips
The time that you danced with me
With no music playing
"Larry…" she said. Larry was speechless. He looked at the books on the ground, but didn't bother bending down to pick them up.
"Well then why don't you come home?"
You remember those simple things
We talk 'til I cry
You said that you're biggest regret
The one thing you wish I'd forget
Was saying good-bye
"Larry, are you going to pick up the books you dropped all over the hallway?"
Larry frowned.
"How did you know I dropped them in the hallway?" he asked.
"Open your door." She said. Larry turned around and stared at the doorknob. He turned it and looked in his office. Megan was sitting at his desk with her phone in her hand. She closed. Larry was in shock. She smiled and stood up. He smiled as she leaned in and kissed him. He held her close and dropped his phone.
"Is Los Angeles regaining an angel?" he asked when they pulled apart. She looked at the ground.
"For a little while… I hope longer," She said. Larry nodded and pulled her in for a hug. She whispered in his ear, "But I really regret leaving you."
He smiled sadly. He hoped she would stay. But for now, he would take in every minute he could get.