There is nothing more beautiful than the way your sweat trickles down your face as your body sways to the rhythm. There's nothing purer than the way you smile as you enjoy the beat. Nothing is more mesmerizing than the way you laugh over your own mistake. Nothing is more precious than the way you look when you dance on the road with your headphones on. (And everyone thinks you're going mad). But there is nothing sadder than the me who weeps inside, knowing that you'll never be mine.
