I want a last dance. That's what I'm in the mood for.

"Stairway to Heaven" and slow dancing. Wondering if he can feel just how hard my heart is pounding.

This close? Too close?

That warm hand in the small of my back, warm breath near my ear.

mmm.. he smells so good. Polo.

I wonder how pissed Lisa will be, seeing me dance with him. Fuck her, she doesn't own him. In fact, she broke up with him! I just know she'll be a bitch about it.

Oh god, did I just step on his toe?? sorrysorrysorry

He has the nicest smile. Did he just pull me closer?

I hope he doesn't notice how much my hand is sweating. gross.

*sigh* I will love him forever.

-you know, I don't think I ever paid attention to the lyrics of that song until after I was married. Teenage girls talk just as much in their heads as they do on the phone.

Always makes me wonder what boys were thinking during the last dance. Was it planned, who they'd ask? or was it just a matter of having anyone to dance with?



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