Cut off midway

Our feet pattering about like a stampede

and the music roars

our eyes meet in a moment of

passion, laughing, zero thought

that later we’d be home

alone

wondering

what could’ve been

and I, not able to wait,

felt helpless and lonely unknowing of

your feelings

but it’s too late

for me

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