Dance Of My Life!

The 

Sadie Hawkins 

Dance... 

A Reminiscence...

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Last year, I went to Sadies with my girlfriend, Jamie, and it was the first time we went to a dance together. It was also one of the best dances I have ever went to. No, actually. It was the best. And it was really because I went with the person I am ready to spend the rest of my life with. 

I still remember we wore a darkish, brown colored, long-sleeved shirt underneath a bright red shirt/top. With jeans. I swear we were matched the best out of all the people that went to the dance. Not because of what we wore, but because our hearts matched so perfectly. I had the greatest time of my life, and that night, for the first time, I held a girl that made me feel so wonderfully complete and helplessly happy. She, my baby, is the girl for me. That time, and many other times, proved to me that other than her, I can't be with anyone else. She's the only one. 

I remember the music played that night was normal high school dance and club music. During the slow songs, I would bury my face in her shoulder and wish that when I raised my head, the music, the other dancers, time itself, would freeze. So that I can whisper in her ear softly, "I love you, Jamie." 

But of course, life is its miserable self, and that didn't happen. But, I did yell it to her, and I think that meant more to her than anything. I would give anything to go back to that night and lead her outside into the night and whisper I love her. But then again, who cares? I have forever to whisper that to her. I just have to wait for the right moment, the right place, and make her fall in love with me all over again.

Jamie, I love you so much. <3