Awkward dancing
Bad music
Mainstream people with mainstream ideas
Smart people with ugly shoes, but
Great dancing
I laugh.
You’re in the corner
Our ears weep together
I love the way you dance
And the way you sing a-long to this music
With your eyes closed and
Mouth wide.
Doc martens hitting the wood
Stone washed jeans, grey jacket and greasy hair
I can feel myself falling for you
In a superficial way and in a real way
We understand each other.
It’s 11:11, I wish.
Vintage suit
Patterned shirt
Old navy tie
I am swayed by your intelligence and passion
I can tell we’re supposed to be friends
You agreed.
