Tuesday, May 17, 2011

"PROM NIGHT"

The hallways are busy. Couples campaign for King and Queen. For some, they don’t mind; for others, it’s a big deal. A big event. A once in a lifetime chance. A chance to feel special, to have a good time; a chance to be with that person, to make good memories.

Prom. Everybody gets excited about it. They say it’s something to look forward to, a special event you need to prepare for. Gowns and dresses of different designs, a band, people dancing and singing, talking and laughing; suits and ribbons, corsages and confetti; drinking and crowning, it’s a party, it’s a date, it’s an evening to look back from the future.

I’m not so much of a shining-shimmering, not an in-fashion kinda girl, not even that who makes sure she has a new wardrobe in the closet every now and then; I’d like to be one – but I personally think it’s tiring. I tried to be one back then, but I ended up like this; but for this one evening.. I can forget about it.

Never really had the chance to be in one real prom. It wasn’t like that in my experience. And I wonder, how that would feel when someone really special to you just pops in to his unique way of asking you to the prom. Sings you a song, does something funny or stupid, whatever. I wonder how that would feel to dance in there with your special someone, or with your friends; I wonder, how that would feel to be up there and be crowned prom Queen..

I wouldn’t mind if I wasn’t Queen, or if I didn’t have the best and the most expensive dress. I wouldn’t mind if I didn’t have the perfect corsage or the perfect date..

It’s enough for me to just be in it. I wanna be in a prom. I would love to have experienced the real prom night..

For one night, I’ll be the most beautiful (at least if it was between me, myself and I); for one night I’d feel really special. Then there’s that someone who comes up to me and asks me to have that special dance with him. Then I’d go dance with him on a special melody like nothing would’ve ever been sweeter.

For one night I’ll be in Hollywood, in Paris, or in fairyland; for one night, I’d feel like a princess..

Silly old dream. I wish I had to experience that. Be in that dress and held by my date after he looks at me and tell me, “you look beautiful”. I wish I’d seen my friends do the same. I wish it’s never too late to feel like I’m in a prom. I wish it was easy as dreaming about it.

Silly old dream.

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