I feel incredibly blessed that I have moments like this. I once had a relationship with a girl that was purely about getting together and cuddling. We didn’t ever do anything sexual. She invited me to. I declined. She was always with someone else, and I don’t do that. But I have those moments where we were lying together, cuddling. Saying nothing. Listening to the sound of each other breathing, our hearts beating, somehow seeming to sync.

This is a different moment with a different girl, who I knew, but who was obviously with someone else when I realized she had feelings for me. She moved out of state with him and I never heard from either of them again. But I have that dance. By the way, this was just after New Year’s Eve. I wish I remembered which year, so this dance was on January 1st.

I wonder if you think about that dance
That night
As I am oft wont to do.
It seemed magical.
Just after midnight.
Was there anyone else there?
Or just me and you?
The way that our eyes locked,
It said what words can’t.
You don’t question that look.
I knew what it meant.
Two hearts united
Briefly upon stage.
Your boyfriend behind us,
Not noticing. Strange.
I wish I could tell you,
(Or read you this poem)
That I think of you often
And that dance on the morn.