The lights were turned low.
There were ribbons of fireflies in all colors,
Casting neon glows.
There were over a hundred men and women,
Letting go of their worries then.
No sound save for the loud music,
Could be heard in that loud den.
And in that chaos where our troubles went to sleep,
I caught him looking at me
I do not know what it meant
I don't think his expression I could read.
I stepped off the dance floor
I stepped away from the noise and the chaos
And sure as I knew I would,
Searching for me he was!
He caught me staring back,
Asked me why I wouldn't dance.
There were butterflies in my stomach.
I could feel the stopping of the clock's hands.
I hated it that out of nowhere he came in,
And began crushing the defenses around my heart, that I had taken years to build.
I hated it that while every carefully constructed defense is crumbling,
I am letting him into my heart, bit by a little bit...
And I hated it too when I realized...
That I was secretly waiting for that last wall to come crashing down!
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