Time After Time
Lying in my
bed I hear the clock tick,
and think of you
caught up in
circles confusion--
is nothing new
Flashback--warm nights--
almost left behind
suitcases of memories,
time after--
sometimes you picture me--
I'm walking too far ahead
you're calling to me, I can't hear
what you've said--
Then
you say--go slow--
I fall behind--
the second hand unwinds
chorus:
if you're lost you can look--and you will find me
time after time
if you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting
time after time
after my picture fades and darkness has
turned to gray
watching through windows--you're wondering
if
I'm OK
secrets stolen from deep inside
the drum beats out of
time--
chorus:
if you're lost...
you said go
slow--
I fall behind
the second hand unwinds--
chorus:
if you're lost...
...time after time
time after time
time after time
time after time
"I can't believe my baby's leaving home!" Felicity crushed Suzie in her wiry arms.
"I do believe I'm the baby of the family," Natalie joked, flipping through the TV channels. Suzie pushed her sunglasses on and smiled her most brilliant smile.
"I'll be sure to take loads of pictures and call you at every stop even though Lily will surely complain." Suzie sat down on her suitcases. Rather then dropping everything off at Simon's and bringing half of it on the Asia trip, she was taking the half with her to the Asia trip and leaving the rest in her bedroom.
"Don't eat any dangerous-looking food!" Warned Felicity as Simon's car pulled up. At the last moment, he had decided to drop out of the adventure. Typical Simon Costello.
"I won't mum!" Suzie waved, dragging her two cases behind her. It was a warm, lovely, and sugary day that had both a smell and taste. It was glorious. It was delectable. It was Suzie Donnelly's kind of day.
Simon opened the door for her despite his limp and tossed her bags carefully in the back seat. "I have some questions for you, my darling." He said, turning down the radio and starting up the car.
"Shoot."
"When we get married, are you going to keep 'Donnelly' or are you going to become Suzie Costello?"
"Neither. It'll be the complete thing: Susanna Rose Donnelly-Costello with a hyphen." Suzie herself had asked herself that question many times.
"Are we going to move?"
"Not if you don't want to."
"Are you going to let me teach you how to drive?"
"If you want to."
"When are we going to elope?"
"When the moment beckons it!"
"What about kids?"
"I want to adopt." This was a new thing for Suzie.
"Sounds good. Why add to the worlds
population?"
"Exactly." She hummed pleasantly.
"Can I give you your ring now?" he pointed to the glove compartment.
"I'm going to Asia. Why the hell not." Suzie would not let on how important this was to her. Having a ring on her finger was like sealing the envelope. The engagement was writing the letter, telling the folks was licking it, the ring was sealing it, and the wedding/elopement was the shipping it off.
Simon pulled off to the side lane to slip the ring on her finger like a proper fiancé. "Can I call you my-fiancé-Simon now?" asked Suzie, loving the way the light glinted off of the silver band. There was no bulk to it, just the way she wanted it. There was only one diamond and it was set into the silver already.
"Do you like it?" he asked, taking a new exit.
"Deeply."
"I'm dropping you off at 118 Manchester Avenue, right? And we should have our proper good-byes a little down the street, shouldn't we?"
"Of course. That'd be the polite thing to do."
And so, Suzie and Simon snogged a little ways down from the Potters' mansion. It took at least a good ten minutes and that made Suzie late, but she didn't want to leave Simon behind. "I love you, Susanna Rose Donnelly-Costello." He said, their foreheads and noses touching.
"I love you more." She kissed him quickly and opened the car door.
"I'll walk you up." He was eager for another kiss, just like he was on their first date.
"Whatever lover boy." She heaved up one of her bags while leaving the other, heavier one to Simon.
"Call me three times a week." Simon puffed on the way up the driveway.
"I promise."
"And don't speak to any men with foreign accents."
"Ah… Simon!" she snapped her fingers.
"Sorry for being such an over-protective fiancé."
She kissed him swiftly and charmed the bags to move themselves into the house. "Are you going to be, okay?" asked Suzie, brushing his bangs out from his eyes.
"Lonely, dirty, filthy, and eager to touch you again. Yes, I'm going to be okay."
"No women, okay?"
"I solemnly swear to it capt'n!"
They hugged one last time. "Wait for me!" Suzie said dramatically.
"I'll always be here, Susanna!" he waved as she shut the door behind her. Three Cheers for Sweet Love.