Getting Colder

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Dancing is fun. I get to dance with a lot of pretty girls. Most of the time when the dance is over, that's the end of it. I say good bye; sometimes without asking them anything about their life, sometimes without even asking their name. I learn that it's best that way. It remains a fantasy; a fairytale. It's all smiles and touching, and it feels good for the time being.

But every once in awhile, I find someone I really like.... I can't help but get attached.  I want to give them my heart and soul to them, I want to know everything about them, and to dance only with them....

They never feel the same way. And I only get reminded of the pain of getting close.

I feel that I have to either I find someone soon or I let my heart grow cold--never to feel again....

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