67. just alive


how is it that i still haven’t learnt to recieve compliments? years gone by and i’m still the ugly duckling waiting to become the swan. i’m told i’m there, but how can i believe my luck? nobody’s born lucky enough to have it all.

on friday we were at the first party either of us have been to in ages.
it was a success.
my nude dress, hair let loose on the wind and glittering stilettos, yes i was there. and you couldn’t stop staring. i had a ball: i danced and danced all night. jamming. grinding. skanking. crude is better than not at all. and it was a hit. i danced with guys and girls alike. 
i danced with you too, but that was more intimate, more reserved.

an hour before midnight, not even tipsy, i sat by your side, drinking. i was not exhaused, just alive. and a boy approached us. almost everyone there knew we were together.
he didn’t. he told me you look goregeous and you’re the hottest girl at the party and smiling politely i froze inside.

me?
gorgeous? … me?

he continued: i suppose this is your boyfriend? i retorted yes, without hesitation. YES. and then, i asked him to dance. he was awkward, kept saying you’d probably be better at dancing than him. i told him he danced well. then one of your friends came and talked to me. the boy slid away.

at the end of the night i saw him again. i said a few polite comments about the night and then, as i saw a vaquishing look in his eyes, we were gone.
i – the cinderella, you – my prince.

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6 responses to “67. just alive

  1. I know you were the hottest thing there – believe it and enjoy it!!!

    Can see the glitter from here

    Moonie hugs

  2. conquest! i loved this scene, or should i say, scenes. i think people as eloquent as you may find it hard to receive compliments because you associate thousands of images in a single word. but believe that you are a beautiful person inside, and that’s why your outer beauty is more meaningful and luminous – to the point that everyone notices it.

    …keep dancing…

  3. wicked…loved every bit of this one. you described the scene so well that I wished I still went to parties, :)

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