A microphone stands alone on the stage. Within minutes, out walks a young woman. The most beautiful young woman I have ever laid eyes on. She has long, wavy brown hair, and blue eyes that pierce into my very soul. She sings an entrancing song, and I am swept away from the party for a moment.
I am sailing through the clouds on a dark night. The moon is big and the stars are bright. She captures my heart within her hands, and I want to have the courage to ask her to dance.
The song ends, and she walks back off stage. I am back at the party. I wish to find the girl, but I search for hours with little hope. Then I find another young woman standing alone, staring at me. She is not as beautiful as the singing girl, but she is still pretty. I ask her to dance. She says yes. As we dance I hear another song begin to play. My attention is drawn to the stage as I see the singing girl begin to preform once more in the spotlight.
I become lost in the song. I forget about the girl I am dancing with, and watch the singing girl. The song ends, and I notice that the girl I am dancing with has found a new partner. I make my way to the stage, where the singing girl is standing. She catches my gaze and returns it. In an instant I feel as if we have been together for years. Her eyes read my mind and she knows that I want her. I open my mouth to speak, but I begin to stutter. She does not take her eyes off of me. But I feel as if I am a small turtle staring into the vast blue sea. Worthless, and expendable. I excuse myself and leave. The singing girl reports back to her microphone and sings a new song, never taking her eyes off of me.
I search the ballroom for a new dancing partner. Rejected by every girl I see, I look back to the stage. The girl is now singing a duet with a young, handsome man. I have missed my chance. I stop searching for a partner, and sit alone. A young couple who look very much in love, dance near me. The man leaves, and the girl spots me sitting alone. She sits with me and we talk for a long time. She is a beautiful young woman with light brown hair and brown eyes. She is witty, cute, charming, and clever. I ask her to dance. She says yes. As we dance I feel myself begin to fall for her, and she for me. Then, without realizing how far I have come so quickly, she kisses me. But then I look back to the stage and the singing girl is preforming alone again. I look away from her and back to the girl I am dancing with. But I cannot get the singing girl out of my mind.
The girl I am dancing with begins to cry. Her old partner returns. She is confused, so I let her go.
Alone again, I sit and watch the girls I have met throughout the night, all dancing, all happy.
The girl on the stage continues to sing. We make eye contact again and she smiles. I get to my feet and make my way to the stage, never taking my eyes off of her. I will not settle for anyone else. I will ask her to dance.