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you asked me to dance and it started to rain
three and a half minutes ago we were only eyeing each other from across the room wishing hoping one of us had the courage to make a move a gesture a sign of appriciation- but i was shy and you were... beautiful. i know i know "men aren't beautiful... they're handsome" but you were so. and i haden't the will or self esteem to know for sure that your eyes were indeed on me i felt flush and as the red creeped up my cheeks i sighed and turned around so you couldn't see my disapointment in... myself as i did nothing to win you over no white shining smile no fluttering eyes. as the minutes did their thing the last horrible song ended and a new beat began a good one so i tapped my feet but i was hot and embaressed at my unwillingness to look at you as if you were just too beaut--ahem--handsom. i clicked on my heals all the way outside to the deck, it was cool and i could be alone to hate myself in private. i could only think about the sky as it stretched out in front of me and how "dancing in the moonlight" was the perfect song for a dance but i was lying to myself about only thinking about the sky, see i was remembering the last time you and i watched the stars together... we were best friends forever until i moved away. i wanted to run up an hug you when i first walked in, but you'd have no clue it was me. people lose touch but i kept every memory we ever had close and protected because you never saw me the way i saw you until three and a half minutes ago when you caught my eye across the room before i turned away and left... again. i was thinking about marching right inside looking you in the eyes and saying "i counted 100 stars with you when we were 13 in our tree house and every time we found a new one we would secretly name it for someone we loved" (even though we never admitted that there was room for love in our tree house games) a tap on my shoulder helped me to remember that i wasen't 13 when i turned around you asked me to dance i accepted and i felt the first drop of rain but you stayed with me on the deck "dancing in the moonlight" i smiled up at you knowing i should fess up to my identity when you kissed me. and it poured. i was in shock but you remained on the deck, arms around me swaying to the music sopping wet from the rain i wanted to ask if you always kissed people you just met but you beat me to your voice "you know," you grinned loudly, "i named every star after you..."
