Just imagine yourself, happy but in silence sitting next to your friend. Then they say,
"I'm lonely."
What would you do?
And think of the girl who's never gone dancing, for the first time she's seeing snow, she's sad inside but she smiles anyway, what would you do if she had a playful sad laugh that said,
"Dance with me?"
I remember this dancing one the most, it's being burned into my head right now. for weeks I've been trying to get it out of my mind but yesterday was horrible, worst thing ever. I was cleaning my room and then that question was asked, over and over. I saw a girl in a victorian dress asking a man in the snow if he would dance with her in the snow, the wind was blowing hard too. It was getting to much for me, that girl who wanted to dance, she was breaking my heart almost, yearning for something she could possibly never have. The man, i knew, would never answer, yet she would continue dancing around without the man until he joined her. So I drew her, dancing around with snow falling, the wind making her hair go wild. and I added a quote to her question, so her small story wouldn't be so empty without that man,
"Though winter may have a strong hold upon our hearts,
it is never to cold to go out into the snow
and dance.
"So thus is my girl's story of wanting to dance. And the friend that's lonely, it's because a friend gave up on them, even though it was them who's friend needed the most.
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