Dance.

Dancing till the morning light,
so that maybe deep in that subconscious
I'll give up the fight.

Sometimes its nice,
not to worry about flirting,
or looking perfect,
or finding the best looking feller.

Sometimes its nice,
to just dance.
to make friends and Laugh.
Laugh until your sides hurt.
Put aside concerns of what others think
Just joke around and dance.

I like that.
I like that we spent most of the dance,
sucking at dancing and not caring,
goofing around, laughing,
I feel like we've finally
gotten through that awkward stage
-you know the whole, I know you and have danced with you before and i'm pretty sure you know me, but i dont know if we should talk or if its acceptable for me to just talk to you, and about what would we even talk?-



The dances where none of that silly boy stuff matters, it seems always turns out to be the ones where I have more fun. Maybe I should remember that. hmm.... haha

Anywho here is my ramble for tonight.
Church dances= fun times.
Peters milkshakes= great times.