There was once a song.
That reminded me of my best friend.
One that spoke of promise.
And of hope.
One begging me to take the riskier option of everything.
Hoping I would dance, instead of sitting it out.
And there is a memory.
One where I laughed as I held onto my best friend.
As we twirled to music only we could hear.
A song that spoke of sadness and death.
But also of affection.
And a love that lasts forever.
And now there is a future.
An event that scares me.
A new memory to be made with someone new.
And a past one that must be forgotten.
That needs to be danced.