The music plays gently as I sway my hips closing my eyes, it's close to midnight and I've been dancing like crazy. This time I promise I won't cry, I dance.
Three hours of waiting for him in the restaurant and he didn't show up, safe to say I was furious. I hate the pitiful stare the waiters kept glancing my way.
I was tempted to write 'look away' in my forehead.
I heard the door open which makes me want to lunge at him and punch the hell out of his face.
"Lyra" I head him coming beside me. I am still wearing my dresses with my make-up on, I sway my hips to the music ignoring him.
He doesn't deserve food and my kiss.
Damn him!
I hear him sighing and seconds later his arm tried to tug me to him if not for me avoiding it.
