Time; Don't Let It Slip Away

Spaced

It was a week before the wedding, and Steven and I were sitting out on the patio. He was reading a book, and I was sitting across his lap, with my lyric notebook, desperately trying to find some inspiration for the last three songs in my album. 

I looked up from my notebook, and out across the water, which was about 50 yards away from where we were sitting. 

I guess I was lost in thought, because I didn't hear Steven calling my name, until he gently shook my legs, trying to get my attention.

"Babe..... Baby... Mia....." He called, shaking my leg.

I popped out of my train of thought and turned to look at him.

"What? Sorry. I guess I spaced out." I looked back down at my notebook. 

"It's okay, love. I was just asking how the song writing is coming along." He chuckled a bit.

I sighed and turned the notebook over so he could see the blank page I've been staring at for the past hour. "Shit, baby, I'm sorry." He sighed.

"What if....." I paused, thinking about the future, spacing out again. Steven shook me again.

"What if, what? Babe?" He asked.

"What if I can't get any ideas, ever? Like... what if this is it for my career?" I started panicking, as my anxiety levels rose. 

He rubbed my back and pulled me close to him, trying to soothe me. 

"Shhh, Mia. Calm down. Every artist goes through a little writers block now and then. You'll come out of it soon. I promise." He sighed and kissed me on the cheek. 

I nuzzled my nose into his neck, and took a deep breath calming myself down. Steven smelled delicious, like a mix of the salty sea air, and this indescribable natural must he has. It's so sweet and so pure.. It makes me melt. He rested his chin on top of my head, which made me feel so safe, and protected. I was in my comfort zone; my safe haven.

"Hey Babe?" I called out, while still nuzzled into him.

"Yes, my love?" He replied.

"We're going to be married in a week..." I sighed, realizing that all my dreams were coming true. 

He picked his head up off of mine, and looked down at me, and then lifted my chin up with his fingers, and brought my lips to his. He planted a tender, yet passionate kiss on my lips, which drove me wild. 

"I love you so much." He smiled and then kissed me again. 

I thought about all the memories Steven and I had together, and all that were about to come. I chuckled at my favorite memory of us. 

"Care to share the joke, Ms. Parker?" Steven smiled and said his usual line.

"Remember that time, a year and a half ago... We've been dating for about 6 months, and we were still on tour... In vegas I think? You took me out on this really wild date..." I said, getting lost in the memory. I came back up into the stream of consciousness and began to speak again. "You took my breath away that night... and every night since then." I blushed. 

Suddenly a pang of energy hit me.

"OH MY GOD!" I screamed, jumping off of Steven's lap. "OH MY GOD THAT'S IT!" I grinned, hopping up and down, giggling like a mad man.

"What the hell's her problem?" Joe walked out onto the patio and gave me a weird look. 

Steven grinned because I think he knew exactly what was going on. 

"I think my baby just got herself out of one sick fucking writers block." He chuckled. 

I sprinted into the little studio we had in the basement and closed the door behind me.

I began to scribble down words, and ideas, as was my usual routine when I wrote songs. 

Hours later, I looked down at the page which had scribbles and words and lines all over it. 

I grinned like crazy, and grabbed my Martin off of it's stand, and began to fuck around with an acoustic sound for a rock song. 

A few hours after that. I was finished, and recorded the song. I burned that song onto a cd, and then uploaded that cd onto my laptop, so I could save the file into my Itunes. 

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I strolled into the kitchen with a large grin on my face, and sat down at the table where Steven, Joe, Lauren, and Beth all sat, eating dinner. I was in between Steven and Beth.

"Well somebody looks satisfied with themselves." Lauren chukled and gave me a look, from across the table.

"Of course I am. I'm one song closer to finally finishing this album." I smiled.

"So close, yet so far." Joe joked, and Steven shot him a look, obviously worried that I would be set off and go into a mood again. It wasn't possible though. I was still on a high from writing. No, literally, I felt like I was high. I was happy and my aura was light and I just felt like everything was right with the world. 

I made myself a plate of food, and then turned to Beth, who was sitting in her high chair. 

"Mmmm. Looks delicious. Did you make this, cutie?" I asked, picking up a piece of broccolli with my fork, and taking a bite out of it. 

"Noooo." She shook her head and blushed. 

When we finished eating, we all curled up on the couch, and watched a movie. We all ended up falling asleep. Me lying on Stevens chest, with Beth curled up on my lap, with her feet resting on Lauren, who was lying across Joe. 

I guess you can say we all spaced out, for the time being.