Mood, brood, feud.
The right person but in the wrong situation.
Home, but miles away from home – miles away from the comfort zone.
But there is a difference. There is a happy place. On the balls of your feet. Clapping. Swaying. Embracing.
A smile. Enchanted. Worthwhile.
It was great. A pleasure. A measure of where we were and what we were doing.
No fuss, no worry – boundless enthusiasm without a hurry to be somewhere else. To be with someone who requires attention, devotion – a lot of pent up emotion.
Instead I saw a different side. A smile so wide. Bottle it up and save it for the time when it’s easier to hide.
Such a great night. A memory shared. No problems aired.
To dance, to find a way of making the night enhanced by the power of music. The joy of being swayed by the beat.
Wasn’t it neat.