It was raining but I didn’t really feel like dancing…

I was angry, annoyed and frustrated so I stomped.

I hated it here, I wish I could just move out or run away.

Now I’m trudging in puddles to run away for a few hours and eventually come back home be cause I have no where else to go.

Stumbling across to a parking lot I saw you twirl around relishing in the presence of rain.

I thought why couldn’tI be as happy as you looked.

I thought why couldn’t I dance freely as you could.

You noticed that you had an audience and suddenly became shy, tucking your hands behind your back apologizing for nothing.

You must’ve thought I was such a weirdo for watching you.

You went back to your car soaking wet and began to drive off.

That bright small yellow car was imprinted in my mind even after I’d gone home.

Your auburn hair was what I thought of before falling asleep.

When I woke I recall having a dream and your shoes was in it the shoes in my dream could’ve been anyone’s and yet my mind immediately went to you.

I didn’t know why, what, or how it was possible for me to be so infatuated with someone I hadn’t even spoken a word to.

Even after I graduated I longed to see you dance in the rain once more and perhaps… instead of being an audience I could perform alongside with you.

But alas, I never saw you again everyday I visited that same parking lot just to see if you’d come again.

Although you never did.

Who was I kidding? I don’t even know your name, your relationship status- for all I know you could’ve already been married when I saw you.

Was it so wrong for me to dream that I had a chance with you?

A star.