Page 50 of One More Time
It was the calming.
It was the fit.
In the Breathing Room,
You gave me breathing room.
Gasps, fiery and resounding
Sated and restless, I cling
Come undone, life changed
Endings and beginnings …
Sometimes, they’re the same
There with you, that was it.
It was the calming.
It was the fit.
In the Breathing Room,
You gave me breathing room.
Everything from you.
Anything for you?
‘Ugh,’ Lucy groaned, throwing her head in her hands.
Kim exhaled dramatically. ‘I mean … whoa.’
‘I know, okay?’ Lucy griped. ‘But in the end, it’s just a song. One of about a million he’s written over the years.’
‘Sure, but it’s a question, Luce. The song is a question. For you. You get that, right?’
‘You think he’s been waiting twenty-some-odd years for me to answer?’ Lucy asked, disbelieving.
‘You don’t?’
Lucy knew that Nicky had been trying to get her to bring up the song since the moment they ran into each other; sheknewthat. She could feel it lingering in his avaricious dive into her Spotify app. In the way he jumped on the swing to rock love songs in their conversations.
She should bring it up; they should both get it all out on the table. Lucy was a grown-ass woman; she knew how to talk about difficult things. However, she was also really fucking adept at denial and deflection. And she’d been avoiding all talk about ‘The Breathing Room’ for decades. It was a form of self-protection that was second nature to her now.
‘It doesn’t matter, Kim. It’s old news.’
‘You had sex with himlast night,’ Kim objected, punctuating each word with a finger stab at the table.
‘And I’ll be going back to Ohio and tenure review on Sunday. He’s headed off on a European tour on Monday.A European tour. Because he’s a certified rock god. Hedoesn’t even live in the real world, Kim. This is just another weird fling. We’ll probably meet up again when we’re in our seventies.’ The thought of that sent a sick feeling washing over her.It was probably the burrito.
Kim tapped at her phone again. Lucy caught a glimpse of the Google doodle before Kim tipped her phone away.
After a moment, Kim huffed, ‘Oh, boy.’
‘What?’
