B and double you.

Fade in,
B and double you,
The warm sunlit place,
that'd be the setting,
the butterfly earrings,
and those benches in shade.
The beautiful time that we longed,
would be the time that i'd remember.
Then we hoped for togetherness,
as now we still do,
all tucked away in this memory room.
With no windows to wake up to dawn.
Or doors to leave,
This is mine, and you cannot take it away.
I wished you did,
and I wished I'd let you.
But for all the times we spent,
together,
wondering what to do,
or planning the next trip to paradise,
I'd miss this,
the sun upon your face,
with me,
and the hope,
of a beautiful future,
etched on that bench,
sitting idle, no more.