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š§āāļøApplause, anticipation⦠the show is about to begin. āAnd now on stage⦠the one you are here for!ā A second, another one, the music starts⦠but I donāt dance. All because today I want to tell you a little about myself. I am bright and confident, I burn as if I have nine lives and not a single one saved for later. Lights, smoke, music, fire ā Iāll be honest, I love it. I love being in the center of attention, moving to the music, feeling the way people look at me⦠and how with every movement the air becomes harder to breathe.
But you know⦠quite often, when the applause becomes just an echo in my head, I return home, take off all this shining armor, put on simple knitted socks from a Ukrainian market ā yes, those cozy ones with little deer š, make jasmine tea, turn on a movie ā Juno⦠and wait for one favorite, awakening phrase: āThe best thing you can do is find someone who loves you for who you are.ā
In that moment I think about a man with whom I donāt have to keep my posture perfect⦠but can be in those same socks, without makeup and with a sincere smile. To take off not only the stage image, but everything unnecessary ā and remain a woman you want to touch⦠a woman you want to love!
Not so long ago I was just a girl with silly jokes and juice in my backpack, and today I am a woman with my own character, a mother of a 9-year-old daughter, and I know exactly what I want and why I am here. I didnāt come here for applause, I came for quiet happiness⦠and for that look that gives goosebumps along a damp back.
You exist. You are looking at me⦠while I move gracefully, softly swaying my hips, and I know ā you will come. I feel your wild and deep gazeā¦
The music is still playing, but this is far from a show ā this is the real me, Svetlana.
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