Met you on the Dancefloor

Old Memory, I hold it dear but people change, sometimes it's not worth hoping only to be disappointed. Sorry for starting on a sad note... Hope you enjoy 

Alone in the backseat.
Savouring the smell of safety.
Before it blows away

It’s inevitable now.
That soon pop music will break down social walls
And this Fish will come out to play.

And the popular girls get dressed up
And the popular boys get dressed down
And the Fish will come out to play.

Circle dancing with a simple goal.
Eyes set on you.
You had no clue.

1, 2, 3
Step, back step , sidestep, sidestep

Blearing music and I`m counting the “He`s”
That you`ll dance with before me.

My turn.
Causal excitement
Joking laughter
And the Fish has come out to play

Watch handles spin fast.
You move closer every time you pass
And the Fish has come out to play.

Time called.
Time to let go.
Worlds apart.
So close.

But so far.

But I see your eyes.
With a trace of that night.
Still holding on to.
The Fish that came out to play.

Another life. I promise.
The Fish of the Sea.