Atlas
The past couple of days we're at Kentucky for a show. I've been busy working in the studio. In a little over a month we'll be in Canada and Emma wants me to make a new song. It's been hard, I haven't had any ideas.
I haven't really seen Michaela, we've both been busy as now she's got so much orders to make and deliver.
I hear footsteps and the door opening.
"Hey," Michaela smiled.
"Hi?" I say wondering why she's here.
She's wearing a low cut dress with heels. She's holding a picnic basket which looks very heavy.
"I came to surprise you! A picnic date here!"
"Oh, thanks!" I smile as I stand up and kiss her
She puts a blanket over the floor and opens the basket, pilling the food all onto the basket. Strawberries, cherries, raspberries, grapes, pastries, chocolate, sandwiches, champagne and much more.
"Plus I wanted to help you. With your new music."
We chatter away whilst I eat some of the food laid out.
"You still don't have inspiration for the new song?" She questions
"If you stripped for me then maybe I'll have some..." I suggest
"Atlas! This is meant to be a cute date!" She playfully scolds me
She brings up a cherry and places it near my lips.
"Let me feed you!" She purrs
I open my mouth and let her place the cherry in my mouth.
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I'm trying to complete this song whilst she walks around the studio. I hear shuffling of paper and see her read a paper. It's probably a draft of one of my old songs.
"This song... you wrote it when we first met?" She questions
I stand up, put the guitar down, stroll over to her and glace over the paper she's reading.
She's right.
January 9th 2014
"How do you know?" I furrow my brows, curious.
"Because I remember the date we first met." She replies
"I still remember that song!" I muse
"Shut up! Ever since then we've hated each other! You don't remember it."
I start singing the lyrics written on that sheet of paper she's holding. The song captures our first encounter, her smile, her beauty, our friendship, and my feelings for her.
Shock is plastered as she scans the page listening to me sing it word for word.
That song doesn't really have a title and it isn't that good as I was a teen when I made it.
But Michaela still likes it.
She comes over and kisses me. Slowly and passionately.
She moves away and smiles at me.
"Should I teach you how to play the guitar?"
"Mhm!" she hums
I sit on my chair and she sits on top of me whilst I grab my guitar and put it on her lap.
"So this is why you're good with your fingers" she says
"Well I've been know to fingering a g string once and a while."
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