Wednesday, April 27, 2005
okay, this is gonna a rip-off idea from one of my friends' blog. i was reading his latest entry which spoe of slow dances. if it hit him and his friend hard well, it hit me hard too. let's see, when was my last slow dance... it was last year, at my prom (yep, the famous lsgh-no-chairs-prom), i slow danced with my ex. there were no sweaty palms, uncomfortable stances, misplaced foots or confused movements, i just remember me breathing into her hair and looking into those to cute chinky eyes which i loved so much. that was to be my first and last slow dance. i remember her teary eyed during the dace which just left my heart to melt in her arms. it was just as if i was hugging her the whole time. feeling her breath on my chest and smelling her sweetness the whole time, blurring all my other senses and just concentrate on her, my love, my girl, my first slow dance. it was all so different. the feeling of that very moment is someting that i would never exchange for anything else, for in that moment, truly, nothing else mattered, for me, (during that time), there was no world, there were no couples around us, it was only me, her, the dim lights, and that soft, soothing music in which we danced the night away. im actually glad to have had that slow dance experience. (i mean, with someone i loved.) its one thing i never regret. never.
who wants to watch "can this be love with me?". im not kidding.
--mico jau.
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