Saturday, August 7, 2010

YOUR BALLERINA

YOU ALWAYS ARRIVED TEN MINUTES EARLY TO PICK ME UP FROM BALLET.






AND YES, I ALWAYS NOTICED.
HOW COULD I NOT, WHEN YOU STARED AT ME LIKE I WAS THE MUSIC.
LIKE I WAS LOVE.

I DON'T THINK I EVER GOT THE CHANCE TO TELL YOU HOW BEAUTIFUL THAT MADE ME FEEL.

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