Waves Don't Die

Dancing on my own

I feel empty
Without the touch of a lover's fingertips on my skin,
Without the feeling of a smile against my lips
Without ever being in love

What's the saddest thing about love?
Heartbreak
What really is the saddest thing about love?
Never falling in the first place

I've been dancing around the idea of falling in love
One step forward to the older guy with a car and love for poetry,
Two steps back after he confesses his feelings
Arms wrapped around her, fingers laced at her neck,
Palms on chest as I shove back a potential lover once again

It's a constant push and pull, until I'm left in my own demise,
I blame everyone but myself-- the older guy who gave up too easily, the girl who was so clueless to my feelings
Yet, deep down, I know I pushed him away, I know I faked my identity with her

I ran away before I even let them lead,
I started dancing to my own song, blocking them out and avoiding reality
I tried to shaking it off,
Moving my head up and down, swinging my hips to the beat
When they turned to leave, I felt regret seeping from my toes up to my stomach to my cheeks

I finally take a breath and look at the damage I'd done
I turn around and see the back of their heads,
Grooving to their own beat, without me
I snap my head back to where it was, and continued moving forward like nothing happened,
Continued dancing on my own