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blue polaroid

and that was it

that was the moment of this past year

that was the moment i twirled in the mirror

and felt a smile on my face

i felt pretty? no, free

i felt like the world was off my shoulders

i had my hair blown out, my purple dress on, and glitter all over

it was probably the last and only dance id go to

but in that moment i never felt more alive

she took my hands and screamed “ahh STUNNING”

i didnt know half these people

i didnt even have words to say

but that was it wasnt it?

it was just me and strangers spinning on the floor

the music echoed and i didnt have to say a word

we held hands and jumped around

and photos from a blue polaroid slid out

paint all over our arms

and lost feelings from the past

were all coming back

we spun and spun and spun

and laughed and laughed and laughed

and then the world crashed

as you pulled me into a hug

“you know i love you right”

and that was the moment

of blue polaroids, and endless spinning, stunning hair

and my hate for everything in this world stopped

“i love you too”

“god i love you i love you i love you”

all i have now is a blue polaroid

of you holding me close

and that was the moment i knew.

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Written by
giarose
F / in your walls
Published
May 28
Lines·Words
33·239
Notes

had my school dance today, i in fact did not say i love you that was just me being a romantic but i did in fact get called stunning and….delicious…? i mean ig thats just my friends😭🫶

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#dance#love#happiness
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