More Than a Dance
Struggling to keep my hope alive,
You walked up to me and stood by my side.
I decided to give you a chance,
And let you take me to the dance.
We didn't know each other all that well;
Wheather anything would work out was hard to tell.
I gave you my number;
We texted till slumber.
Anticipation in the air,
A hat in your hair.
All the pictures taken,
We weren't shaken.
The Prom court dance
Captured people in a trace.
A night filled with laughter;
We went to post prom after.
Confidence marked your trail,
And it hit me like a nail.
You found a way into my heart-
Showed me a reason for a fresh start.
I wouldn't call it love,
You were more like my dove-
Offering a promise of hope
So I can do more than just cope.
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