Last Dance

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Walk towards me.

Spotlight's on us.

Grab my hands.

Put your hands on my waist.

Let the crowd around us disappear.

Now, it's just you and me.

Guide me down that dance floor.

I might have tripped and fallen, but it's not noticeable.

Two weeks later and I found out

How there were two girls, including me.

You broke me;

You tore me apart.

The crowd is booing at me.

Just out of curiosity,

How did you convince them

That I tore you and her apart?

That dance was ours.

It was supposed to be ours.

I've got stage fright, so that was my first time dancing with an audience.

It was also my last.

That's not how I imagined my last dance to be.

I never thought that would be my last dance.

How do you feel now?

I don't dance anymore because of you.

Do you feel guilty, yet?

That was our first and last dance.

That was my first and last dance

In front of a crowd.