(on the dance floor)
You never did remember me.
I danced with you that moment; orange dress, dancing shoes, beads of sweat forming along with the beat that you could feel creeping up your bones as you swayed with the music ---
alone; looking for a partner to dance with, through the colorful lights that lit up the whole dance floor; through the sea of people moving their bodies to the music ---
introducing yourself to me: we bow to each other, and as you held my hand, we let our bodies do all the work; dancing to the beat of the music, our shoes feeling lightweight, our hips swaying and beads of sweat dripping ---
turn to here, walk to there; twirl me here, I go back there; on and on, we dance to the tune, we boogie while the beat’s still there, no signs of stopping ---
by the time the music stops playing, we slowly drift away each other; we move on our lives, dancing throughout the night ---
time passes by, I see you pass by ---
I say hi ---
--- you didn’t even wave goodbye.
Originally published on A Collection of Thoughts from Yesterday's Tomorrow