February 11

Twas February eleven
Three hours after seven
He held my hand and we began to dance
Into a trance of our sweet romance

Lights were blinding
While I felt like flying
Beyond the stars
While they played electric guitars

Beauty was everywhere
Which made me stop and stare
But I found that I was not to worry
His eyes were only for me

Lavender and black
We danced to the soundtrack
The best night I had
I had at one esplanade

Laughter and tears
We danced to the soundtrack
In a few moments, we’ll say goodbye
Underneath the starry sky

But that night’ll never end
As text messages we will send
Oh no, that night isn’t over
Till the day I get over this hangover