This was also written on September 27 2016
The end of my last relationship heightened all kinds of insecurities. “why wasn’t I good enough? why didn’t he want me?” I felt, unattractive, I felt, unwanted. When I found myself on a dance floor and it brought back the feelings of happiness, and loving myself, and meeting my partner during that phase of rediscovery, really just was the cherry on top.
Who knew
that 2 years ago
When she stumbled into your classroom
She was Fresh from a broken heart
The bottoms of her feet
Excoriated
Raw from the journey
She reached The end of a chapter
But the beginning of a dream
as she danced to your movements
And mirrored your steps
As she closed her eyes and felt
Every beat of each song
It was As if it were the compression’s
Of a stranger
Fighting to bring her back to life
Each step she took
Was a painful reminder
That she took this journey on her own
That the beginning of her dream
Was the end of a lifetime
And the death of the person she once was
With each song
Class after class
Slowly..
Slowly but, so very surely
She Danced the bottoms of her feet rough
calloused from the voyage
But now thick
Made to endure
with every instrument that she heard
She was ignited
Her reflection
More beautiful in her eyes
Because although she may not have been enough then
In your songs
On your floor
She was glowing for the first time
In her life
when you looked in her eyes
You looked at her with such yearning
Such adoration
Who knew that she had never seen that look given to her before
Although she thought she had loved and was loved
The moment you looked at her, with exactly that gaze
She felt, the most beautiful, the most loved and wanted
You didn’t know
that she had a lifetime of insecurities
Built up within her
You didn’t know
The effect your singular glance would have upon her
You had no idea that the way you placed your hand
On the sides of her waist
Was so much bigger in her heart than the action that took place
Whether you meant it then
Or not
That moment will live in her forever
that in that decaying studio
With no kitchen
And mice running within the walls
You would give her the moment that would ultimately change her life forever
That you would pull her close and look in her eyes and she would know then
That
She is beautiful to someone
Sexy to someone
Good enough for someone
To give her the confidence to believe in it
for herself
