do you eat, do you sleep anymore
She led him onto the top of a grassy hill, where they had some privacy. Planning this in the morning Lisa blushed. “Sit down, I’ll be right back.”
Running down the other side of the hill she grabbed her guitar from behind the rock. When she came back up the hill she sat across from Josh and began to strum the guitar. “Tell me what you think of this.” She began to sing her latest hit song for him.
It was the perfect romantic moment: a gentle breeze, the Manhattan skyline in the background, pretty fall day.
When Lisa finished the song Josh applauded. “Wow. That’s… that’s awesome. You wrote that?” He was truly amazed.
“Did you figure out what it was about?” She smiled sneakily.
“It’s about you.” Pause. Deep breath. “I couldn’t get you out of my mind after we bumped into each other at the grocery store and then again at the coffee shop. I wished I had your number to call. You inspired this song. I know what I feel, and I love you Josh.” Lisa took his hand, blushing.
“I love you too Lisa.”