It's been almost a year,
A year since you've gone.
Since our last dance,
And I can remember every word,
You whispered to me,
As the band played,
To orchestrate our movement.
My arms aligned with yours,
Our bodies in perfect unison.
That was the last night,
That was the last dance,
And your final breath,
I still feel you on me,
It's honestly a tragedy.
I know it was wrong,
But you made me the happiest I've ever been.
I still think of you
Every day,
When I walk through the door,
When my hips shift,
I want you to shift with me.
In my mind,
You're still here.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 5:44 AM UTC
It's been almost a year,
A year since you've gone.
Since our last dance,
And I can remember every word,
You whispered to me,
As the band played,
To orchestrate our movement.
My arms aligned with yours,
Our bodies in perfect unison.
That was the last night,
That was the last dance,
And your final breath,
I still feel you on me,
It's honestly a tragedy.
I know it was wrong,
But you made me the happiest I've ever been.
I still think of you
Every day,
When I walk through the door,
When my hips shift,
I want you to shift with me.
In my mind,
You're still here.
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