by J. Dursky
I hate the hot summer days when it’s too bright to see
Then it starts to cloud up and you can finally breathe
You can feel the wind change you smell the rain in the air
And I love it every time when you come near
And the closer you get makes me wanna hide
Underneath the covers somewhere inside
Then the lightning strikes and everything gets warm
When you’re with me it has the same effect
And you make the hairs stand on the back of my neck
I can feel you in my heart just like a thunderstorm
I get so nervous; I’m so scared I’ll fail
But I’m fallin' for you just like a piece of hail
I'm so excited, I can’t predict a thing
The way you flash and bang is perfect in the rain
And the closer you get makes me wanna hide
Underneath the covers somewhere inside
Then the lightning strikes and everything gets warm
When you’re with me it has the same effect
And you make the hairs stand on the back of my neck
I can feel you in my heart just like a thunderstorm
You’re gone away and I discover
All The knocked down trees and great big mud puddles
When you are around me I am scared half to death
But when you are gone away it’s like I can’t take a breath
And the closer you get makes me wanna hide
Underneath the covers somewhere inside
Then the lightning strikes and everything gets warm
When you’re with me it has the same effect
And you make the hairs stand on the back of my neck
I can feel you in my heart just like a thunderstorm
When I finish playing I have a rush of adrenaline crossed with butterflies in my stomach. I have joked with her before that the butterflies in my stomach have faded away, only because they were eaten by pterodactyls. The guitar is awesome, I don't deserve this. And that doesn't even compare to the woman in my life. What did I ever do so right to have someone this perfect for me? I don't need to question it. I just need to never take it for granted. I never plan to.
I look at her and she has tears in her eyes. I know it means a lot to her. I wrote this song for her two years before we started dating. The first time I played it for her she liked it. She thought it was a well written song but didn’t realize it was about her until I showed her the email I sent to myself as a sort of copyright.
“Your mom really said I could stay? Is your dad ok with it too?” I ask.
“Dad is out of town, back in Vegas to visit my brother, and mom said its fine as long as you sleep on the couch.”
Her mom is not naïve. She knows how long we have been together. She assumes we have been intimate. Now that I think about it, right before my dad had “The Speech” with me, he had talked to Lila’s mom after a football game. They were this age once and understand first love.
I remove my socks and climb into her bed. She joins me under the covers, cuddles up next to me, and lays her head on my chest. I love this position. I love how we fit together no matter how we lay. She rolls away a little and clicks her lamp off.
“Shhhh… Don’t tell mom.” She smiles as she kisses me.
Before I know it, it’s nearly morning and I never left her bed. Shit! We are going to be in trouble.
“Baby…” I say softly to wake her.
“What?” She replies without opening her eyes.
“Its morning, I have to get home.”
“Ok…” She says with a deep breath. She does not seem to be concerned that we broke one of her mom’s rules.
“Call me when you are done with your errands. I should be done working out by then, I want to see you.” I climb out of her bed.
“Ok, Happy Birthday baby, I love you.” She says smiling at me with one eye open.
“Thanks! I’ll see you later.” I close her door behind me and leave.
Chapter 7