Don’t talk to me. Just stop. I’ve seen this before, I’m not being sold on it. It’s an act. A performance. This isn’t you talking, this is your creation, what you do to get out of situations, pretend they’re not there or, hell, I don’t know, to exacerbate them? Just stop, stop this whole thing.
I want to go on a waltz with you, in the sky to the moon and the stars with my black strapless dress, and your blue tuxedo. Swinging around your arms in a light of wonder, there is nothing I could ask for, greater, better than this moment. Just imagine what it would be like, to waltz with the mirrors and know what it means to love.
I took my time to watch you gracefully pace your way across the floor. Your hand so delicate in mine. We danced until the sun came alive, a walts that took my breath away.
I have never learned to waltz and I doubt that I ever will. I enjoyed dance when I took it as a freshman in high school, but I honestly had no talent for it. It was fun to spend time exercising with my friends though. I sometimes wish I was better at dancing, but I have other skills that I have learned to value more. Other skills that will be more marketable when I start searching for employment.
Don’t talk to me. Just stop. I’ve seen this before, I’m not being sold on it. It’s an act. A performance. This isn’t you talking, this is your creation, what you do to get out of situations, pretend they’re not there or, hell, I don’t know, to exacerbate them? Just stop, stop this whole thing.
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the bears were waltzing two by two to the turns of a stupid professor who said not yet not yet not yet
I want to go on a waltz with you, in the sky to the moon and the stars with my black strapless dress, and your blue tuxedo. Swinging around your arms in a light of wonder, there is nothing I could ask for, greater, better than this moment. Just imagine what it would be like, to waltz with the mirrors and know what it means to love.
I took my time to watch you gracefully pace your way across the floor. Your hand so delicate in mine. We danced until the sun came alive, a walts that took my breath away.
I have never learned to waltz and I doubt that I ever will. I enjoyed dance when I took it as a freshman in high school, but I honestly had no talent for it. It was fun to spend time exercising with my friends though. I sometimes wish I was better at dancing, but I have other skills that I have learned to value more. Other skills that will be more marketable when I start searching for employment.