feeling detached
from the rest of the world,
gazing upon the floor
lined with hundreds
having a great time,
as i sit and watch,
two empty chairs beside me,
completely at odds
with what’s going on here.
the slow dance comes on,
everyone together,
staring into the eyes
of someone else,
and i watch the one i loved
dance with the one they love,
and wish it was me.
i look and see another
dancing with someone
they just met,
i wish i was that lucky.
instead i’m here,
waiting for this
horrid night to end,
and to run along
back to my house
with lies spread across my lips,
as my parents ask
how everything went,
and i just tell them
what i always say
about these things.
“it was fine.”
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