As I hear Richard Marx’ ‘Right Here Waiting For You’, I float away to the times when you knocked on my door and came into my room a little before 12 am. I was conscious, embarrassed at my semi nakedness as I was all alone in bed.
Yes, I was waiting for you and you came and what happened is now history or a faded dream. As I brood in the same room and hear Marx, I know you are too far away. You cannot come but your memories still make me blush for that day. The remains of that day and I find myself listening to the next song and feeling it too, Tony Braxton’s ‘Unbreak my Heart’.
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