"scene 30 000, take 1"
"AND ACTION"
I imagined us dancing in the Park
right near
while I was looking outside the window
we called each other "dear"
I spun you around
your hand in mine
it was everything but fine
it was magic
not tragic
it was wonderful
not dreadful
your dress healed wounds
as it was spinning around
your eyes shone with youth
so happy I found
save
space
the moon passing by
the stars in the sky
we danced and danced
continuing on
"CUT"
"scene 30 001, take 1"
"AND ACTION"
passing the crosswalk
all in the dark
a car came
I screamed out your name
blood floods
a puddle of shame
death
I checked your breath
we didn't hear the car...
...but I did
silently
watching
eyes looking down
my brain with regret
for all what I said
"CUT CUT CUT"
"TRY TO LET THEM FEEEEEL THE PAIN"
"scene 30 001, take 2"
"ACTION"
little me stares at me
...she knows I'm spying
out of my window
here
her eyes are sad
she was everything she ever had
the body in her hands
a puddle of blood
saying I'm "no good"
my imagination is cruel
I say
it's warning me from hell
but my brain does not know
I want everything I tell
my brain continues on
"let's move on!"
"you don't even like dancing"
"stop crying
before it's called dying"
"CUT"
sigh
Sep 21, 2025
Sep 21, 2025 at 2:08 PM UTC
"scene 30 000, take 1"
"AND ACTION"
I imagined us dancing in the Park
right near
while I was looking outside the window
we called each other "dear"
I spun you around
your hand in mine
it was everything but fine
it was magic
not tragic
it was wonderful
not dreadful
your dress healed wounds
as it was spinning around
your eyes shone with youth
so happy I found
save
space
the moon passing by
the stars in the sky
we danced and danced
continuing on
"CUT"
"scene 30 001, take 1"
"AND ACTION"
passing the crosswalk
all in the dark
a car came
I screamed out your name
blood floods
a puddle of shame
death
I checked your breath
we didn't hear the car...
...but I did
silently
watching
eyes looking down
my brain with regret
for all what I said
"CUT CUT CUT"
"TRY TO LET THEM FEEEEEL THE PAIN"
"scene 30 001, take 2"
"ACTION"
little me stares at me
...she knows I'm spying
out of my window
here
her eyes are sad
she was everything she ever had
the body in her hands
a puddle of blood
saying I'm "no good"
my imagination is cruel
I say
it's warning me from hell
but my brain does not know
I want everything I tell
my brain continues on
"let's move on!"
"you don't even like dancing"
"stop crying
before it's called dying"
"CUT"
sigh
I was in fact looking out my window.
I imagined us dancing, not a fantasy, but a real moment that never happened.
I was waiting for a car to pass. Just standing there.
And in that stillness, I saw it all: the closeness, the crossing, the crash.
It didn’t happen… but in a way, it did.
why I wanted a car pass? idk I guess my brain says I always need to be alone, even if I know that won't help...
I would dance with you, because all the things I don't like seem stupid now, it's all holding me back, maybe it's like Charlie Mackesy says "that's the wild, don't fear it", but I'm not ready Charlie... maybe I'll never be... we'll see...
I think I like the idea, but how more I read it how stupid the poem is, to me it was a whole scene playing in my head, I don't know how to put everything in words...
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