sometime around midnight

and it starts

sometime around midnight

or at least that's when you lose yourself

for a minute or two

as you stand

under the bar lights

and the band plays some song about forgetting yourself for a while

and the piano's this melancholy soundtrack to her smile

and that white dress she's wearing

you haven't seen her

for a while

but you know

that she's watching

she's laughing

she's turning

she's holding her tonic like a cross

the room suddenly spinning

she walks up and asks how you are

so you can smell her perfume

you can see her lying naked in your arms

and so there's a change

in your emotions

and all of these memories come rushing like feral waves to your mind

of the curl of your bodies

like two perfect circles entwined

and you feel hopeless

and homeless

and lost in the haze of the wine

then she leaves

with someone you don't know

but she makes sure you saw her

she looks right at you and bolts

as she walks out the door

your blood boiling

your stomach in ropes

and then your friends say what is it? you look like you've seen a ghost."