Save the Last Dance

Save the last dance.

They claimed. I heard their voices, felt their hearts beating at the same time.

Can you see the sweet swan?

They, excited. Me, empty.

They, waiting for me to do something to satisfy their anxiety.

Me, doing what they expected.

I felt the warmth of the spotlight on my skin.

They just saw that brightness. They just could see my gloss and my imprinted smile.

I danced, just danced, step by step, second after second. I danced until my feet left the ground.

I was free then, my soul could touch my dream.

That was my dream.

Save the last dance, please. Remember me, do not forget my eyes.

I am more than what you see.

Save the last dance, cause I will not be that swan anymore.

The Chapter Hunter