In Good Company

One of few "romantic" pieces I have ever written, I afraid I'm not very good at it.

I left the fire
To sit alone
On a dock that’s too familiar
Waiting for someone to wonder where I’ve gone
Longing for good company
I sit here and wait for a friend
That started this trend
A year ago
Hoping she decides to show up
Kind of pathetic really
We lay on the dock and watched the sunrise
Though I don’t anymore
I can’t seem to sit that long without someone to talk to
And the stars aren’t all that interesting anyway
When they’re not here to see them
I splash my feet in the water and recalled how cold it was
But you insisted on swimming anyway
At 3 a.m.
I said you’d get pneumonia
So you pulled me in too
We eventually pulled ourselves back on the dock
Tried to keep warm
Dawn reared its head
So we decided to go to bed
You were tired so I carried you back to the cabin

When I sit on that dock
It reminds me of that bittersweet weekend
Where I had the best company
With a beautiful girl
And the best conversation
That contained no words