Out of Reach
Description
The moment you realize, the thing that you love most, the thing that puts a smile on your face in the harshest of times, the thing that your soul cries out to...is just out of reach, on the tip of the horizon. You can feel the heat resonating from it but you can't touch it. That is how I would describe it as I watched him dance, like a butterfly, a white feather that escapes my grasp right when I try to catch it. I am Jaymi Qiao and I fell in love.
Foreword
It felt good, the rain on my skin. My eyes were closed and it had been a while since I watched him dance mut I could still hear it, still see it. I heard the soft scraping noise of his sneakers on the floor as he moved and saw his slight smirk as he moved along with the music, just as I was doing; moving with the music in my head.
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