Not the Last Dance (a poem)

Not the Last Dance

I hate it when you say “I love you”
I know you don’t mean it the way I do
It’s hard to say anything at all
If I do I might just fall
Whenever we dance, I feel real glad
But I don’t expect you to know
You’re some of the best dances I’ve ever had
Sorry if I ever stepped on a toe
You know I hate goodbyes
They’re all a bunch of lies
So any place I am goin’
I look to the day we dance again.

Written by Alexis Cardenas Estrada, with Alyssa Glanville
I have someone to give credit to. My friend Alyssa helped me come up with a line or two since I was having writer’s block. So this would not have been completed without her. Thanks Alyssa.

Now for the explanation:
I’m not a poet. Some of you may know it. Hehe. Seriously though, I am not a poet. I don’t read poetry, and I don’t write poetry. Maybe I will listen to some of it sometimes, but mostly it is amateur poetry at open mic nights or poetry readings. Why because they are always fun. Anyway, I know that I’ve away from home for pretty much a year, on and off. And it has been years since I’ve seen many of my friends go off to college. So I should be used to say goodbye to people, right? Well… above are my feelings from a more recent memory. It’s actually very fresh in my mind that I still remember the music that was playing that night. I hope you guys enjoyed the poem.