Notes
//he glides across the stage like the ghost of something beautiful, and all you can think about is the pain that haunts his bones. he's not there on a stage, he's somewhere else entirely. you wonder where he goes when he's dancing, what fantasy plays out behind those eyes that could make the oceans jealous. what you're really wondering is how you get there, and how you prove to him that you love him.//
a playlist for a ballerino that has forgotten how to smile
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