your name
mentioned
in
the car on
the
way there.
Maid of honor.
Top of the
food chain.
Taller.
single and
everyone
reminded
me so.
Dancing alone.
back bone.
a slouch.
Gripped with
fear,
then disappear.
I walk onto the dance floor,
miles
from you.
dancing alone too.
close my eyes
and
then open.
there you are.
there dancing with me.
Small.
A victory.
but, a victory none the less.
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