We're gonna scream and shout while the music plays
Then around about two, tell you what I'm gonna do
Girl I'm gonna take you home and stick plenty love to you
Let's get it on all night long, just you girl and me
You're my million dollar baby
My pretty sexy lady oh
Oh what a night for dancing
Oh what a night for romancing " - Barry White
I just don't want to stand by the outlines. I don't want to be out of this. Specially when it's something I've always wanted so much... It feels sometimes like someone stole all that from me and left me here standing with no possibilities but many wishes, many desires.
I'm tired of hearing that it's just for now... that it's gonna end. It was supposed to have ended already!!! Or so I hoped... Still hope actually. I know what needs to be done, I just think I hadn't had the courage to stand in front of a mirror and say: "You can't ok? So just stay put." I still delude myself into thinking that I'll have fun.
After the dellusion is over, the only thing left is regret, sorrow and sadness. The thought of being so dumb not to have foreseen what would happen. Actually this thought comes knocking right after I come in, and the music starts. A thought that makes me want to cry... so badly that I do the greatests of efforts to control myself. Gladly I've still been able to take control, but this time it really came close. I really almost bursted into tears.
I'm tired, you know... and going just makes me worse. I still feel like I'll never get there... and I still feel all those things you've already cleared out a thousand times... and maybe it is your fault... you're really not helping me cope with the situation from this behaviour you have. I just can't cope with this. I really can't deal with this... not now, and I really don't know if I'll ever be able to cope with it. I probably won't be... if things don't change... I keep hoping it will get better, and maybe I'll get to learn something, but it just seems impossible (learning something).
It just seems I'll never be able to catch up with you.
The thing I always dreamt of was being able to dance and have fun with my boyfriend. I never had boyfriends which could dance... but now I do... and it makes almost no difference... it's just worst... cause before they would dance with me because they couldn't dance... but now he can and he still doesn't dance with me.
I really hope a trip to Rio and some good old friends of mine will make me happier about this dancing thing. If not... I really won't know what to do. Keep your fingers crossed for me ok?


