Quote About Dancing Novels & Stories

Naka ngiti pa rin ngunit seryosong sabi ni Dionne, napa tanga naman ang lalaki at halatang hindi na alam ang isasagot. Dionne smiled to herself as victory ring in her head. She saw a not so attractive guy walking passed through them at mas lalo lamang lumaki ang suot niyang ngiti nang may maisip pang gawing kalokohan. “Oh hey would you look at that, I just saw a guy who happened to catch my interest. If you’ll excuse me pretty boy, I have a dance lesson’ to attend to.” With that, Dionne left Kenneth with a still shocked expression.

"Ikaw..." My eyes widened. Alam ko na tuwing kinakausap niya ako sa classroom, kinakantyawan siya ng mga kaibigan niya. Pero dahil wala naman siyang sinasabi at natatawa lang habang nahihiya, akala ko pawang biruan lang 'yon. I guess... there's really no smoke if there's no fire, huh? "Bakit ako? I'm not even good at dancing," ngiti ko. It was also true, and I said it to prove to him once again that I'm not really perfect like he thinks I was.

I never thought that I could love Someone as much as I love you I know it's crazy but it's true I never thought that I could need Someone as much as I need you I love you... "Can i have this dance with you?" sabay lahad ni Noah ng kan'yang kamay. Dahan-dahan kong ipinatong ang aking kamay sa malambot niyang kamay. Masuyo niyang pinisil iyon at hinila na ako sa dance floor. Hanggang ngayon ay hindi parin ako sanay sa tuwing tinititigan niya ako. Pakiramdam ko parin ay nag-iinit ang aking mga pisngi.

"HAHAHAHAHA!" Alam ko naman na pagtatawanan niya ako, but that's the point of this. She has to regain her happiness. I've only danced in front of others when it was required for our class, but if it means making this precious woman laugh as if there's no tomorrow, then I would gladly do it.

"Kakantahan kita habang humahakbang ka palayo sa'kin kasi hindi ko kayang talikuran ka, Anna. Hindi ko kayang lumayo sa'yo kaya ikaw na lang, please?" Kahit masakit ay tumango ako. "Kahit masakit na lumayo sa'yo...gagawin ko." Tumayo siya at hinila ako. He put my hands on his shoulder and his hands on my waist. "Let's dance first before we finally say goodbye," he whispered. Lift your head, baby, don't be scared Of the things that could go wrong along the way You'll get by with a smile You can't win at everything but you can try

“Ano?! How dare you?! Hindi malaswa ang sinasayaw ko! Mukhang hindi mo yata alam ang pinagkaiba ng sining at ng sinasabi mong malaswa! I’m a professional high heels dancer, hindi ako p****k o G.R.O na sumasayaw ng malaswa.” “Whatever you call that, pare-parehas lang yan sa mata naming mga lalaki kaya mag-ingat ka at baka mabastos ka dyan sa sinasabi mong sining na yan at saka… bakit mo naman kasi ginagawa yan? Mayaman naman ang pamilya natin, bakit hindi mo hawakan ang kumpanya ni lola Katrina?! Eh mukhang sinasayang mo lang ang oras mo dyan eh,” “Sanjo, dancing is my passion. I was born to be a dancer kaya kahit ano pang sabihin mo, lalabas lang yan sa kabilang tenga ko,”

It’s subtle at first—a quiet pause in the conversation, a lingering look. “You want to dance?” he asks, leaning slightly forward. I blink in surprise, and for a split second, I almost want to say no. But something in me, something I haven’t felt in years, pushes me to do it. I want to let go. I want to be that girl who can dance without caring who’s watching. “Yeah, I’d love to,” I answer, surprising myself with how easily the words come.

Ang tanging sayaw na alam ko ay ang simpleng stretching kapag napapagod ako sa coffee shop o kapag nagse-praise and worship sa simbahan! "Alfredo... hindi ako marunong sumayaw," pabulong kong pakiusap habang hinihila niya ako patungo sa gitna ng dance floor sa ilalim ng spotlight. "Papakapalan ko na ang mukha ko, pakiusap, magpanggap ka na lang na masakit ang tiyan mo!"

But it was always there. Waiting. One night, my friend noticed me staring at my phone. "Are you waiting for someone's message?" I immediately locked the screen. "No." She raised an eyebrow. "Sure?" I forced a laugh. "Of course." She smiled. "Then come dance." I nodded. "Okay." She grabbed my hand. I followed her. The music blared as the lights flashed around me. People were laughing. Someone handed me a drink. I accepted it. Someone else asked me to dance.

At may bumulong sa kabilang tainga niya— “You shouldn’t be dancing like that… not in front of my friends.” ---