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Dresses


Your beautiful

I see you dancing in your red dress,spakling , showing skin on you I haven't seen

Your smiling

I can barely see your eyes your grinning so much, your full freckled cheeks must hurt

Your lauging

So care free and easily like this is all you know, 

Your past

I know how hard it's been for you but you're still swaying to the music

You're dancing

You grab my hands "spin me!" You have no idea I've dreamed about this

You're taken

You don't know I'm in love with you, I'm so terrified to tell you

You're leaving

I know I'll see you again soon, but it might as well be a year away

You're walking away

I see your figure in your red dress, thinner than mine in my black dress

 

 

That's why I'm scared and won't tell 

We're both in dresses

 

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