records

two

i followed you out of the record shop, locking it up early.

you grabbed me by the hand and dragged me to your beat up jeep.

we hopped in and you sped off, taking us to who knows where.

i thought about how unsafe it was getting in a car with a stranger.

i asked you, "what's your name?"

you took a hand through your dyed black hair and glanced at me with a smile.

"michael, and you?"

i smiled at your name, i loved the way it sounded.

"faye." i responded and you had a glimmer in your eye.

"well faye, today you learn the importance of music."

and i knew by then, that the night would last a life.