Andyouswore

You swear she's the most beautiful girl ever. on the dance floor, arms wrapped around your waist & she can't stop looking you in the eyes. you swear she's the best you've had.

you swear her gothic dress, with its jagged lace & blood red roses sewn in the bottom, is the most beautiful dress ever. her knee high fishnets & black hair compliment her dress making your heart flutter. you swear it's the best.

what about the girl who told you of her feelings? what about the girl who wanted you so bad? what about the girl who is standing at the top of the fancy stairs, mascara & eyeliner covering her beautiful face dressed in her ripped pale pink dress with fringes at the bottom?

your forgot about her didn't you.

you forgot about the promise you made to that girl. the promise of hope not fear, the promise of a good time not her heart ripped out.

yet, here you are, standing with the girl of your dreams in her gothic dress & dark eyeliner just how you want to be. but, she doesn't want you. she may seem so beautiful & stunning & perfect in this moment, but she doesn't need you. she may hold your hands so lovingly & whisper softly in your ear, but she doesn't love you.

turn your head around...look at those stairs. look at those stairs, everyone else on the dance floor is. stop gazing into dark cold eyes and turn around to see what's always been there for you to want, need, & love.

hurry....

before it's too late.