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Shoulders back
Head up
Breath.

Weave through the crowd
faster
yet slower
shoulders back, straight posture.

An opening ahead
clear space
light seeping through.

Like a moth to a flame.
Pose
and wait
breath in, breath out.

Surrounded by silence
than by darkness
the first tunes strike.

Head up
a broad smile
spotlight on
dance.

Move
spin
jump and mesmerize.

Tunes fade away
applaud is roaring
the smile fades.
Do I dance for myself or do I dance for validation?

MJR 11/01-18
Look into my eyes.
Do it.
Look at what you have done against me.
toyed around with me,
created pouches beneath my eyes,
turned the deep, brown color grey,
caused ephemeral moments where all life vanishes from my eyes.

YOU did this,
you caused this pit of hatred inside me
in the sparkle in my eyes.
Don't even want to look this over, just needed to let go of some anger.
Spill my heart out
Covered in blush
Waiting it out
But its never enough
What should I expect
From a crush
But never fear
The time is here
And i'm covered in blush
Has a memory ever sent  chills of anxiousness down your spine
after your mind so considerately forced it  to replay a cringing vivid encounter of a horrific experience
The high definition play back never fails to send me shivering in my seat
I feel like my friends are always asking me if I'm cold
.      
                                                              if
      i                                                   only I
      t                                               had known
                                                  you a few years
      h                                    later. All the confusion
      a                                and all the tiny heartbreaks
      p                             would never have occurred. We
      p                              are like shooting stars;  always
      e                               passing each other by a mere
      n                                   inch. Waving hello and
      s            t                           always goodbye
                   h                                    
                   a
                   t                                 s
                                                     t
                   I                                 i
                                                     l
                                 t                   l
                                 h                                                              
                                 i
                                 n
                                 k
         a
         b
         o
         u
         t                     y
                               o
                               u
Love me, not because I can make you smile.
Love me, not because you laugh at my jokes.
Love me, not because you think I am fun.
Love me, not because you enjoyed being with me.
I am not the one who would keep you out of boredom.

Love me, not because you enjoyed my kisses.
Love me, not because I know how to touch.
Love me, not because you like being cuddled.
Love me, not because you have someone to hug.
Love me, not because I keep you company.
It is not love-making whenever we lie on your bed.

Love me, not because I am pretty or adorable.
Love me, not because you think I am perfect.
Darling, you have to love my flaws and my weaknesses too.

**Dare to love me because you have no other reason but to love.
Anger.
Rage.
Fury.
Resentment.
Bitterness.
Tantrum.
Wrath.
Rampag­e.
&
Misunderstandings.
It all starts with misunderstandings, if you would try to look over your own nose, you'd see.
You'd see that I am just trying
trying
trying
trying
to reach out.
With false hope, I got shot.
I thought it meant more.

— The End —