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I don’t want to get out of your eyes Let me get lock in let me get lost I love you more than the world Hold me closer to you Let me feel all of you Let me get lost in you Let me be your storm Be my calm in the chaos Come back to me Like water comes back to sea All I want is to see you around All I want is to be with you I don’t want this world Or any other universe Only you are my eternity Stay with me Stay with me Let me know Let me love Love is complex Love is strange But why I want to get Into the world of yours You are all mine I am all yours I want to run where only we live Place of our own Hold me now Stay right beside me Kiss me and tell You gonna be my eternity You gonna be my Strang

What does he want to ask me? “Okay, please ask.” He chuckled. “Promise that you would ask for my help if you ever need it.” I let out a sigh of relief, and a glint of happiness appeared on my face. “I promise Damien.” I gave my words as we both smiled. We continued dancing for a few more seconds before the tune of the song changed. It was Perfect by Ed- Sheeran. “See you again, Ariel.” He releases me as he passes me to the next person, immediately the song changed.

Ask her to dance with him when the music by Dan Hill with the title Never Thought (That I Could Love) played. Few hours later the party was over.

"I’m Victoria Dean. I apologize for meeting you all under these circumstances. “But as a dancer, I want to show you that the most powerful performances don’t need elaborate embellishments. This dance has a real name. It’s called, the Unyielding Rose in the Rain.” I slipped off my coat, revealing a tattered red gown beneath it, and the white bandage wrapped around my ankle. "A rose blooming in the rain, who could ever bend its beauty?" Rising onto the tips of my toes, I leaped into the rain, the night sky embracing me like a vast, open stage.

he said while laughing too. We just danced to the lively music like we were crazy and we didn’t really care about the people surrounding us. Damien and Sandy are right, I should be happy. I should enjoy this night! *** The lights suddenly turned dimmer and the lively music a while ago turned into a slow one. Everyone looked for their partner and prepared themselves to do the slow dancing. [ CHAPTER THEME SONG: I don't want to be you anymore By Billie Eillish] “May I?” I smiled at Damien as he lay his hand in front of me again. “Just don’t get mad at me if I step on your foot, okay?”

"I'm so excited. My brother told me you're the best in Abuja. He said you used to dance in Lagos. He said you were famous. I've been so worried about the first dance—I don't want to step on my husband's feet. I'm a terrible dancer, really. Everyone says so. I have two left feet. I'm completely hopeless." Zara blinked. She had not expected this. This girl was nothing like Dante. She was sunshine and light and complete, joyful chaos. "I'm sure you're not hopeless," Zara said carefully. "Everyone has rhythm. It's just a matter of finding it." "See?" Amara turned to Dante, who was leaning against the doorframe, watching them. "I told you she'd be nice. Most people are so mean about my dancing."

I mentioned. Jamie smiles, “Thank you for sharing your story with me.” He bows his head down, almost leaning onto my chest. We are standing so close to each other, as close as we never were. Following the slow rhythm of the music, we dance quietly. The song continues to sing. “Il manque quelqu'un près de moi, je me retourne, tout le monde est là, d'où vient ce sentiment bizarre que je suis seul, parmi tous ces amis et ces filles qui ne veulent… Que quelques mots d'amour.”

Daniel saluted Amel with the flag. “Ahem-ahem huuh.” Amel took a deep breath first. One last time I need to be the one who takes you home One more time a promise after that, I'll let you go Baby I don't care if you got her in your heart All I really care is you wake up in my arms One last time I need to be the one who takes you home Done. Daniel looked at Amel from the side. From this not too bright light he could see the woman's face clearly. How her beautiful smile and beautiful eyes radiated beauty.

They all clinked their bottles of beer against his glass. Lana had never felt so at ease. Well, she had, but she couldn’t remember the last time she felt so carefree and young. When the band started to play an old hit song "Huling Sandali" or "Last Moment" of December Avenue. Lana couldn’t help moving her shoulders and tapping her foot. “You want to dance?” Xyrus asked her. She looked at the dance floor and saw a few people out there. Her initial response was no way in hell, but that was the old Lana. It's a sad song and she doesn't why Xyrus asked that question but...

I murmured lightly, more amused than offended. His grip tightened at my waist as the dance began. “I can’t smile when I’m with you.” I let out a soft chuckle, shaking my head. “That’s unfortunate.” The drums guided our steps, slow and steady. It drew us closer, then apart. Moonlight shimmered between us, catching in the sharp planes of his face. “You should enjoy this even for a little bit,” I said quietly. “It’s our last dance after all.” I felt his steps falter slightly. “What are you talking about?”