Girl on the dance floor



   That night was magical. The dance floor was flooded with people,energy flowing through.Lights were bright,the spirits were high and the place was filled with laughter and song.
   You could hear everyone laugh and talk and have a great time. Some people were catching up with their old friends,some were on a date,others were on a hen night while also, there was and occasional singleton,a free spirit enjoying themselves and out for a possible conquest. Music was loud,beat was strong. You could hear the lyrics in your head and the beat was coursing through you. The lights were hazy,bright and hitting every corner of the place. People were drunk on the liquor and the atmosphere. The spirit of the night was alive,full of energy and it was infectious.
   There she was. Even though the place was full and packed with people, sweaty bodies,she stood out like she was the only one there. Right in the middle of the dance floor,caught in the moment like the muse in the sea. She was lost in that moment,she was just herself,just there enjoying the music,the sound and the beat. Energy was flowing thought her beautiful young body,she wore a big happy smile,that’s all she needed tonight. She was lost,she was happy.
Moments like this make you appreciate the moment for what it is,you forget you worries and who you are and enjoy it for what it is.
    That girl,that night she was lost in the moment for the whole night and she did not care. I was envious.To be this free,to be able to let go and forget everything. I wish.I wish I could do that. I wanted to ask her the secret,the what and the how but I did not want to speak to her. I was not afraid or worried of what she might think,no.It’s just that it would seem almost rude to interrupt someone being so lost and away from their daily life. I did not want to do that to her. It’s your night,girl on the dance floor,enjoy,have fun,get lost in it all. Let go..
   I stood there thinking and then I stopped.I took a couple of steps forward and joined the girl on the dance floor.

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