Legs hanging over the edge of the cliff, watching intently on the one thing you've been wanting to see for so long and to your left, there sits the one person who makes you laugh, makes you smile, your one distraction.
Ariel, informally known by her boss as Ariel, wakes up in the warm arms of none other than he man she loves to hate. She has to leave without waking him or he'll lure her back into the love she so desperatley wants to get away from.
Names taken from odd sources...About last night, the awkward day after. The love you wish to speak of yet none can part your lips, so you hide it in what you do but it eats you up inside...about last night.
Song for you...he wrote a song and sang it for his lost love, rembering her touch, her love and every enchating feature of her face, and there she sits, sipping coffee, in the crowd, listening, but he'll never catch her, no, "maybe next time'...