Em

Em

A Poem by Brigid Cooley

You are a boy with rainbows in your pockets and stars in your eyes.

 A boy with a big mouth and a big heart, who stumbles over his big feet, falling in slow motion.

Except when it comes to her.

We all saw you fall faster than the speed of light when she danced into your life.

And what a pretty dancer she is.

You tried to keep up, but your long limbs prevented you.

You've never been a quitter,

but you have trouble with the eight counts.

Her decisions change faster than she twirls, and you are left crying while she sits a foot away.

Don't let your heart deflate in the same way that your shoulders do when you hear her waltzy laugh.

Your shoulders were born broad. Let them be.

She is not your fault. She is your victory.

There are millions of dancers in this world.

You just met the wrong one first.

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