My eyes were closed but that didn’t restrict me from knowing exactly where I was. I was on another planet being escorted to paradise, by you. In my mind thats how I pictured it, and I guess that’s all that matters. We were going 90 down interstate 95 towards the spot you and I have coincidentally been to and knew exactly where it was, but we’ve never been there together. We saw an opportunity to become connected even more than we already have been. It’s 3:30 am and the moons shining bright, the stars are a nice touch to the black velvet sky. I am now concentrating on nothing but you. The shillouette of the convertable T-bird is on the black concrete, its following us making sure we arrive at our destination or at least safley whereever we may end up. I am reminded how much I really love you, watching you softly sing all the words to the old version of “Boys of Summer” because you like the oldies better than that “new shit they try and play these days” as you would say. Dont think I forget how truley amazing you are everytime I turn my head in any direction other than yours. Honestly? I’ll tell you so I dont leave you wondering much longer. I really would forget how you treat me so well, how much I love looking into your eyes and all the reasons why I find you so irresistable if it weren’t for this thing called a memory which seems to keep you running through my head. No wonder you’ve been strangley sleepy latley. As we drive for what seems like forever I take everything in. I wouldn’t mind if forever could last just a bit longer. Since the last time I checked the clock, 3 hours had passed and I realize now as I come out of my own little world that we are nearing our exit. The car drastically slows down and you turn off the radio for the remainder of the ride. So now it’s just you, me, and the wind gently brushing my face and playfully teasing my hair. You reach over and hold my hand. Yours are chilly from grasping the steering wheel for such a long period of time. I don’t mind though as I am able to warm them up for you. We pull into the parking lot that over looks the beach and just a little farther into the distance, the ocean. You turn off the engine, leaving just the radio on. It’s nice to know I have somone who will always be there for me. You take out the fleece blanket and lay it on the hood of your car. You just got that new paint job so it’s only normal to be cautious about that thing. I would assure you it’s much nicer to lay on the blanket anyway. We lay back and you hold me in your arms. I’m definatly living a dream. You are my fairy tale prince and I’m your lonly and daydreamy Cinderella. That glass slipper I lost a long time ago...well I guess you found out who it belonged to. I now remember all the times I saw shooting stars and blew out my birthday candles. I realize you are my wish come true.