dark room full of people, and lights flashing on the walls, the ceiling, people's faces. everyone is laughing, singing, dancing along with the music but i can't seem to say anything. so i stand awkwardly, too far away from you. i don't speak, you don't speak and we wait in silence until i am dragged away. i'm scared to make the first move, but scared that you won't, and i wish i could know what you're thinking.
how is it that you can be disappointed even if you have very low expectations?
but then i turn, you smile, you speak, we dance, we talk, we laugh, we hug, and when you walk away, i'm still smiling.
3 comments:
Dani!
Beautiful! Is this about who I think it is about? hmm yes, it is.
I lahve the way you described the dance without saying it is a stake dance... lahvely!
yes of course! who else would it be about?
That night was quite a strange up and down one for me. After wards I wrote a paper to myself called Everything's Gonna Be Alright.
I always have low expectations but I'm still hoping inside so I'm still disapointed. I kinda wish when I told my feelings to do one thing they would actually do it. Do you know what I mean?
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