Are we dancers? [Phan]

Let it out

I just want to dance.

I want to leave all my troubles on the floor.

I want to just get it out without having to admit things to anyone but the movements.

I want dance to whisk me away and only let go when I feel alright again.

So I head to the studio in hopes that no one else barges in while I'm there.

•••

As I spin, leap, roll and twist, every little thing I've been through that day fades away into the wooden floorboards never to be seen again- until.

Someone walked in, a tall boy with black hair, blue eyes and a lanky frame, I stopped dancing immediately and stared at him.

"Oh sorry, do you have the studio today?"

I didn't, but I needed it.

"Kind of yes, kind of no."