Poetry / dancing alone

i saw you watching me on the dance floor,

pretending you weren’t there,

wishing things were different,

but refusing to let you impact me,

not even for another minute.

you used to love to watch me dance,

you said you envied my freedom,

like i’m the last dancer in the world,

and the fate of humanity rests in the sway of my hips,

and the smile on my lips,

and i am drunk on the power.

you left me scarred and untrusting,

you said i’d never leave her.

you were wrong but will never see it,

because i did it for myself this time.

i am not afraid to dance alone.

when i hear the music,

it inspires me,

reminds me

that I am the last dancer,  

i’m drunk with abandon.

you can watch from the sidelines,

but you no longer exist in my world.

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