I watched you dance with her arms wrapped around you; you two fit so well together.
I watched you dance, your face lit up like you'd just seen an angel. She had you wrapped around her fingers, she had you weak in your knees.
I watched her kiss you in the middle of Stevie Wonder's "For Once In My Life".
I watched you dance.
I watched you dance.
I watched, and I danced without you.
I can't tell if I want to be the one kissing you, loving you, leading you around the dance floor, or if the loneliness has finally crawled it's way through my bones and into my lungs.
I want to dance with someone, love someone, lead someone around the dance floor.
I watched her hold your hand as you rested your head on her arm.
I watched and I danced and I longed and I breathed in the sweaty air.
