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your fingertips danced along his hair, your arms around his neck. the perfect balance between two men, dancing to nothing but the sweet silence of the night. his hands on your waist, delicate and soft with no pressure at all. it felt as if an angel was caressing you with the most gentle and caring touch. his eyes were warm and loving, his gaze fixated on you and only you. perfection was his silhouette and perfection was him, himself. he looked at you with nothing but adoration, held you like you were fragile, treated you with nothing but the utmost respect. in his eyes, you were the perfection, he saw more than your flaws, he saw a breathtaking soul that he was willing to do anything to keep safe. you felt the strongest of emotions of which meant love. to be cherished by someone like him was an understatement. the beautiful movement of your bodies in sync, dancing in a slow circular pattern. your hands moved to intertwine together, the moonlight creeping through the blinds, casting a dim light on the both of you. the light looked lovely cascading down upon his face and his arms. every chance you get, you looked into his eyes, and drank in every drop of warmth and love that was radiating off of you two. just because you knew that tomorrow was never promised for anyone, and you could wake up to regret even the smallest things you never did together. “i love you, darling.” his words strike you, like a knife being driven through your heart over and over again. because you come to realize, you would wake up from this dream sometime. this dream that came rarely, and made you miss your husband even more. the regret would come soon after. “i love you too, freddie..” the regret, of never having this dance...