In a party where the stars seems to be the only light. I danced with somebody—a stranger to be exact. His eyes dances and I am well aware of my cheeks probably tinted with red. His scent is addictive.
We strode the dancefloor with grace and heart thumping with the same beat. I rest my face in his chest—feeling secured.
I shot my head up and stared to his chocolate mesmerizing eyes. In a blink he started to fade away leaving me in the center.
A moment later I saw him dancing with somebody. The stars shone brightly at them. I can say he’s now happy and it’s time for me to move on.
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