Time In a Bottle

Written By Justin Tuts

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I’d like to do
Is to save every day
‘Til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

The singer strummed away on his guitar, plucking the notes with dexterous precision. I closed my eyes as the words enveloped me; hypnotising me with words like velvet, transferring me through time. Each note was precise, each strum deliberate, I looked across to my girlfriend and saw her smiling as the music carried her away. I reached out and placed my hand on hers, the softness of her skin a welcome, familiar sensation on my fingertips. 

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I’d save every day like a treasure and then
Again, I would spend them with you

Her eyes fell upon me softly; bringing forth memories of travel, country roads, and the adventures we shared together. She smiled warmly, the first time I’d seen her smile since the accident. Color flushed in her cheeks, and she winked at me before she bashfully hid her face. My heart skipped a beat.

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I’ve looked around enough to know
That you’re the one I want to go
Through time with

My mind lingered on the promontory that was the night of the crash, when the world stopped for us, though kept spinning for me. I interlocked fingers with her, felt the tracing of her thumb on the back of my hand. I brought her hand up and kissed  it. 

“I’m sorry.”

Her smile faded as the singer brought forth the last decrescendo, his voice fading to little more than a whisper on the last note, his guitar slowly quieting under his skillful hands. The tear traced down my cheek as her hand dissipated within mine and she faded into the still silence that had befallen the bar. 

I finally opened my eyes. 

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