Do my eyes deceive me?

It’s been a hectic day, little time to eat, I’m starting to decay.

One to many, my mind delayed, music blaring me through this day.

The dance floor has waves, my head starting to cave, what could have got me this way?

There was this guy, who gave me a warm embrace, offered to take my drink while I danced away.

The room now spinning, I’m unable to explain.

Wait, how did I get this way?

Yes.

The man with the warm embrace.

Was he my friend, or did we meet on the way?

Now I’m confused, why is there such a delay?

Did this man hold my drink or offer to get me one someday?

Trembling out the bar, all my senses on the ground.

One.

Two.

Three.

Am I on the ground?

Who are these people all around?

I’m in a white room, unable to speak, this man sat creepily beside me.

My thoughts collect, a friend warning me of the reject.

The reject of this man, the warm embrace, the reason for delay.

Was I signing a contract or just dancing with my mates?

He offered to hold my drink, I didn’t expect it to end this way.