One last dance, he ask her desperately, he knew he had to feel her body in some way since he could never have her in that way again, a sexual way which he had desired, but the thought of him cheating, cud neva erase from her mind, she cud not luk him in the eyes cuz his soul was not true, not pure, just full with lies and betrayal, his sorries went through and out her ears, his words wasn’t enough, she cud not hear his apologies, but only the imaginable sounds of moans and groans that he had shared with somebody other than her. The image of this made her anger grow constantly, she cud not fully control her angry thoughts and illusions of him having sex with another woman. The love that they had, the thick and thin line they had to promise in the marriage, the words that seem like they had more meaning than definitions, was it all a lie? She would ask herself. As this was still going through her head, the man still asked her, just one last dance, he knew he wanted more than that, he wanted more than a dance, he wanted one more try of romance, doing it all over fresh in advance, he wanted to hold her hand, and neva let go, but deep down inside he knew at the end of the song he had to let go. The woman said yes to his question. She knew deep down she did not want him to touch her, to feel her, she didn’t want to be in his arms, she wanted to be distanced away from him. As they danced across the floor, memories started to flood through their thoughts, they started to remember the unforgettable times they had, the good times they had experiences between one another, the woman started to remember how good it felt to be in his arms, his touch, his vibe, the way his body had rhythm and beat that moved her body in a certain way that she could not control, o.. and how his eyes used to memorize her and put her in a trance, when she wud luk in his eyes she saw a clear painted image of her and him being together forever. The women moved her head from his shoulders and looked into his eyes, she wanted to see if that painted image was still there, she stared in a concern gaze, the man stared as well, as she stared the man moved closer to her face to give her a kiss, but she moved away fast. Becuz she couldn’t see the image, it wasn’t clear, it was dark and empty, magic and love wasn’t there anymore, she wasn’t even sure if it ever was. The man moved back after she had turned her head away from him, he felt cold inside like his guilt was eatin him up from the inside as he held her close, then he realized that he lost something that was so hard to find, something so hard to get, becuz she was one of a kind. The man started to ask himself way did I do this? She meant so much, and he had her feeling less wanted. When the song stop, his heart drop, he held her tightly with a strong embraces, the woman felt his meaning of the embrace, but she had no heart feelings becuz she couldn’t let the anger go. The man started to cry, he asked her through his tears if she would give him one more chance, he said please in a thousand repeats, she look him in the eyes and said no, what they had should have lasted but it didn’t, so she said good bye…then she pulled away and their hands departed, the man said as she was walking away, ” just becuz I let go of your hand doesn’t mean I’m letting go my love for you"…. and that was their last dance, their last romance together.