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A theaters heartbreak
I see you over there
Staring at the stage like its Broadway
I know you're watching her
This beautiful, graceful, flexible dancer fly across the stage
I know you like her
And it hurts me
Now, as I see you looking at me from across the room
I feel my heart stop
My stomach hurt
And the thought comes to my brain
Why do you talk to all my friends but not me
Why don't we talk
I finally force myself to make eye contact
Nope I cant do it
But I feel my body float over there anyways
I feel myself come up behind you
I decide to make a joke
You laugh
The next thing I know you're pulling me away from the group
You grab my arm but all I feel is the pounding of my heart
You show me your new shoes that you're so proud of
The we just talk
Talk
Talk
Talk
You're gone
The spot on my arm is still warm
You're talking to her
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leah hillstrom
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