I think it's time to step out of rhythm... dancing to the same broken melody is haunting.

We've been dancing to this melody for years. We've danced through these halls of broken dreams and shared memories so much.

The dance itself feels like a memory, there's no shiver of anticipation anymore no joy in our rhythm.
Can our dance even be called a dance?

It's time.

Go dance with another, feel the shiver of a new tune the anticipation.
Let your feet sing of joy.
One that doesn't echo with the sound of an
I can't help but wonder.

An not one that haunts, or sounds like a dirge.

You have depth you always have Athena.
You have everything you need already at your fingertips.

As a former dance partner to another.
I hear the music you sending out
Its beautiful
But its not meant for me.

I hear your tune.
Go on.
Dance freely
Without looking back.
I'll be doing the same.