STEP BY STEP.
WRITTEN BY: Edlairke.
The noises that surrounds was nothing from the loud beat from my heart. He kept my phone, and held my hand, another hand holding my waist and we dance, without following the rhythm. I laughed at that thought, we were like in a dance lesson and I was the student. He was the teacher, that I am into.
Step by step, I was so stupid. Knowing that I looked stupid makes me crazy all over again. My mind wasn't in a good state, neither bad, it was just blank. Holding his hand was nice, and step by step, this teeny tiny feelings that I don't want to grow, but I can't smiling at him like an idiot, I'm so creepy I know.
The laughter, the dances, the noises, the people doesn't bother me at all, perhaps I'm with him, no regrets. The moment he let go, I didn't want to stop, I know I'm being unfair because he wasn't mine in the first place.
He's my first dance, but he's heart and mind was with someone else. I'm okay, I'll be fine.
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