Thursday, February 10, 2011

I miss the dance...

...the short but witty messages and the waiting in between.
...the subtle suggestions that would lead to spontaneous decisions.
...the lurch in the stomach before the furtive meet-ups.
...the exchange of glances in spite of proximity.
...the quasi-bargaining that always leads to a mutual decision.
...the bittersweet goodbyes.


  1. You fall for the dance kasi, not the dancer.


  2. at times one need to remember that every dancer needs to halt to take a breath