I Want to Dance with Somebody...

The world can be quite the lonely place. You can be in a crowd and still be all alone. Cliched as it may seem, that’s life, that’s a lonely heart. Life ain’t going to be easy, ain’t going to make it easy for us. If it did, it wouldn’t be worth it. So what does the lonely heart do then?

You’ve loved and lost, and loved once again, only to find yourself drifting apart. You hurted and hurt, but never truly lost hope, never gave up on love. Your seen sparks and a glimmer of hope, but all it was a mirage in your lonely desert. You wonder if you’re doomed to spend the of your life as part of the lonely heart club, a permanent member.

You’ve tried to move on, move from your past, from what was, to what is, to what could be, but somehow you are too caught up in your past that you seemed to be stuck in the moment that you can’t let go of it. You try hard to come to terms with your past, make peace with it, accept your present and who you are, somehow you are caught up in yourself.

You tried to meet others, to see if there’s any hope to move on, but then you failed, not that the others weren’t good, well not all of them, some kind of worried you. But you were so not willing to let go of the what was that you block out what could be, and in the process creating more wounds than you can handle. You are so desperately trying to fill that void that you are not willing to let yourself heal. You still want to love and be loved in return. But sometimes you wonder if it’s love or just a fleeting infatuation? Cause this couldn’t be love if your brains takes over, or your overthinking self.

They say you’ve got to kiss a thousand frogs before you can find the right one, but would all this kissing leave you feeling a bit disgusted of yourself, a bit too slutty, a bit too dirty. Randomness may not really be your thing, and just fun is not what your want to have, but then aren’t you a bit entitled to it, to meet others not just for the sake of finding the right one but to have a good time.  But then in all these have you let the right one slip by under your nose, have you let the wrong one in and under your skin? So many thoughts, so many questions, driving your mind crazy (instead of driving miss daisy).

So in the end you can’t let go of a past that haunts you, but you can’t let go of that feeling of wanting to be in love. You’re a hopeless romantic and somehow you’ll find yourself wanting...

I want to dance with somebody 

I want to feel to feel the heat with somebody 

I want to dance with somebody 

With somebody who loves me