I become disconnected.
I remember last night… I was dancing with you.
you? who are you? Thanks for talking to me – I remember you, I said little.
You asked me to slow down, you said I should meet your friend jennifer – It was her birthday, today, the 11 of January.
I did, I kissed her on the cheek and said happy birthday, today. are you having a good birthday? yes she said, she danced with me too. the two of you.
I become disconnected – I losse my train, I miss the intensity of the music, your hands, your hair in betwwen your lips.
I dont want to say anything, I dont want to ruin this, tonight, today your birthday jenifer.
I left without you, when the music stopped.
I’m over it, but I’m disconnected and hurting.