And we danced.

I slammed the door in their faces, and stormed down the hallway.

My heart was ablaze with fire.

The kind they like to call anger.

My head was buzzing with the terrible conversation.

Yelling rang in my ears.

 I looked down and saw that my hand was balled into a tight fist.

I hit the wall nearest to me.

Hard.

My fist was bleeding now.

The fire in my heart had died down to a glowing cole.

Still burning though.

It was unbearable.

I was tired.

I just wanted to sleep.

To get away.

To escape my life for awhile, and just live in peace for once.

I found that my feet had taken me farther down the lonely hall.

All was silent and still.

I turned to enter an open room.

I stopped before I even went through the doorway. 

Music.

Upbeat.

But insanely quiet.

It was coming from and iPod rested against a wall.

She was dancing.

Her unseeing eye closed, taking in the moment.

She spun slowly around the room.

The music filled her soul.

She was floating.

I was floating.

I found me self being filled with the rhythm.

I found all my problems floating away.

I found the fire in my heart floating out the fire exit.

I called out to her.

She looked my way.

She smiled.

Her smile lite up my world.

Now my heart was ablaze with fire.

Again.

This time with the kind they like to call...

Love.

And we danced.

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 FYI, this is written from the point of view of me main 

charecter of the book I'm writing. He's a guy. Just 

thought I should let you know. :) 

What did you think of it? I'd love to hear your thoughts! 

-celia-