Glaring at the lights

The party was great, so is she.

We just had a party of our lives, everything formal and what not, Then, Mr. President came up with a crazy but brilliant presentation for the party.

(a week before the party)

Guys your going to do this.......

We all listened to him, looked at each other, gulped with goosebumps, and pointed at each other for who will do what.

(at the party)

We did what we had to do, I hope we made Mr. President proud,

(while performing)

We were catching our breath, we walked up to the stage, my friend suggested we scream our warcry to lessen our fears, all of the people were standing up, looking at us, then we danced.. unbelievably, the crowd was pleased.

Then I saw her.. with the hundreds of audiences watching us, she's the one I've noticed.

I danced.. Putting on a happy face for the crowd, while inside I just want to be alone, thinking why I admired her in the first place.

Then before we knew it, the presentation was over, we got back to our tux and coats,

Then when I was about to dance in the dancefloor.

She was gone..

I danced, looking at the lights, going in the smokes, dancing with the crowd.

When I came home and got to bed..

I didnt thought of the party, I thought of her..