i used to dance
and so, i opened my cupboard this week. to see what hidden treasures i have yet to be played with again.
then i came across this pile of clothes. the base was made of an unsettling orange. then it hit me, i knew what it was immediately.
something i had barely touched for more than 3 years.
something that i left to die.
a passion left rotting.
we used to don those jumpsuits and would hit the stage with our dance routine. always the last performance to wrap the whole concert. as they said, save the best for last.
my lovely 12 dollars jumpsuit.
to think that i chucked it aside, isolated.
well, i couldnt fit into it after graduation, considering the fact that i load on to the carbo.
but now that i can fit in, sweet staged memories came sinking in.
and oh how i love to reminisce the past.
then i came across this pile of clothes. the base was made of an unsettling orange. then it hit me, i knew what it was immediately.
something i had barely touched for more than 3 years.
something that i left to die.
a passion left rotting.
we used to don those jumpsuits and would hit the stage with our dance routine. always the last performance to wrap the whole concert. as they said, save the best for last.
my lovely 12 dollars jumpsuit.
to think that i chucked it aside, isolated.
well, i couldnt fit into it after graduation, considering the fact that i load on to the carbo.
but now that i can fit in, sweet staged memories came sinking in.
and oh how i love to reminisce the past.
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