Timing

6am her day began 

Taking out her dogs and making sure everything was ready for when she left the house at 7am 

7:30 am she was searching for parking hoping to find something near work 

It was going to be a long day 

By 12 noon she had endured a sweat marathon like no other, but that of course was to be expected of a Sunday in June 

By 3pm work was over, the sweat was dry on her clothes and she was hungry 

She made her way to see him, a friend from some time ago 

It would be the second time they would see each other 

Connecting and putting pieces together 

By 5pm they had dinner and the pitchers of beer had come to a stop 

It was 7pm, they had taken a few trains, gotten a little lost and yet they found their way to Wall Street 

There they were, making their way to the top of the world 

Maybe there was something in the air, because that’s where their romance took off 

They came closer together without exactly touching and it was beautiful 

The affection, the love–it was something that seeped from their pores 

The clouds got a sense of it and they wanted to spread the love too 

So they made rain, making sure that everyone who was touched by the water would feel the love they did 

It was 9pm and they were drenched, as if they had decided to take a dip in the Hudson minus the skinny because their clothes was something they forgot to take off 

9:39pm came and their good bye pulled them in, it held them close to the possibility of something new 

And it began…Their kiss was sealed with light, and no amount of darkness could make it go away 

-Bionica

Love is for Lovers

This is why she liked love stories so much
Because she honestly didn't believe it could happen to her
Not that it wasn't possible
Not that it wasn't feasible
It just didn't happen

The guys she would attract
Well some of them were let's be honest
Not the best
Interest in what maybe temporary
Oh and then the nice ones
Well for some reason
She just couldn't get into them

The feels weren't there
It was just an eh
Empty sensation

She just couldn't find the one
And then she thought she did
But maybe she didn't

The feels and everything were there
But they didn't have words
And you know
For her they weren't needed
It was just felt

But nothing happened…
So she went on her merry way

Admiring from up close and yes even far
How that fairytale ending came about for so many
It was the joy she felt
In hearing the love stories
Of how when he walked into a bar
Turned to his friend and said
'I'm going to marry her'

It really happened
He told her before the wedding
Because of course, she had to ask

It's the story of how her friend's wife
Thought he was the cutest guy ever
When she saw him she tried to play it cool
He was chatty with her friend
But even her friend was confident
That he was just trying to break the ice

So it's really nice
To know that romance is real
That it exists and makes so many people feel

That's why she likes it
She likes to listen to the details
Of 'how we met' and 'I knew he was the one when'
Because it makes her hopeful to know that
Well all that bubbly romance isn't just for show
That it's for sure

Maybe not for her, but listening to the stories
Well that's just as good
-Bionica