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By wolfscreamer Date: 2011 May 07 Comment on this Work [[2011.05.07.09.58.13326]] |
| Last night I wandered into a local bar that was having an "80s" theme night.God knows where the people found the clothes but it was like stepping back in time,like an explosion in a paint store with so many colours.Being a child of the "70s" I always thought much of the music after the mid "80s" was not great but they played many classics and if you closed your eyes you could almost feel you were there, hear the voices of friends that used to meet up without fail on Friday nights.As the night got late the lights dimmed and they started to play the smoochy love songs where you found out if you were walking home alone with a kebab or with someone holding your hand.Last night the lights dimmed and the bass notes of "Broken Wings" by Mister Mr came from the speakers and if I had opened my eyes I,m sure it would have been you I was holding and those beautiful eyes would be looking back at me.As I thanked the young lady who was dancing with me and went back to the bar I realised that when the lights dimmed and we danced all those years ago they never really came back on for me after you left. |