You arrived to pick me up right on time.
You stood for the pictures with your arm around me.
You opened the door to the truck so I could get in.
You slid in right beside me and took my hand.

We went to your friends right before the dance.
We got a few more pictures then we all headed out.
We arrived at the school 10 minutes late, oh well.
We all walked in together and said hey to everyone.

You hung out with me all night even when your friends were elsewhere.
You picked on the height difference when I took of my heels.
You even asked me to slow dance when the slow dances came on.
You made me feel like I was yours even though your heart belonged to someone else.

We stayed a little late and we had said our goodbyes.
We were back at the truck and we both hopped in.
We held hands and suddenly you released your grip.
But you were just moving to put your arm around me instead.

In that moment I would have gladly stayed.
I would have spent the rest of my days.
And the sad thing is we will never be together.
But the saddest thing is that I'm not your forever.

We only went together because she was to young to attend.
But merely two days before you two were together you said you loved me.
We both knew the feelings were still there.
But only we knew that we wanted to be more than friends.

And after last night everything went back the same.
You talking to her and ignoring me.
Some may say I should be ashamed of the things we did.
Maybe they are right but in the end I'm the only one hurt.

He can move on and forget this night.
She never has to know the details.
Everyone that was there will never have to see inside of me.
But I still have that love for you and the dance made it worse.

I thought it would make me see that you weren't the right one.
But the dance showed me that you could be the man of my dreams.
The dance brought all my feelings for you rushing back.
The dance made me realize that I still love you.
And I have hope that you still love me too.