Dancing Alone

The music has started,

The dance floor is ready,

The people have partners,

But not me.

Some people are dancing,

The others are talking,

I want to dance,

But no one asks me.

Not brave enough to ask,

Not smart enough to see,

That there are other people

Waiting for partners, just like me.

I simply step out on the floor,

And look around at faces,

The smiling, happy people seem

To come from foreign places,

And so, my eyes trained on my feet,

I start to dance along,

But with no partner, only me,

In time to every song.

I must have looked so sad,

Alone, yet dancing all the same,

Weighed down  by weary feet,

Head bowed as though it rained.

Yet I was happy while I danced,

For I could dream a partner was there,

Someone who's always by your side,

In every place, no matter where.

Your partner may not be alive,

Unless you make them so,

It's a sense that only very few

Will ever get to know.

Copyright November 13, 2014 by Christina Gatchel. This post may not be copied or reproduced without express permission from the author.