One Last Dance

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I stood there shocked, Ross was standing there holding his guitar. his siblings and Ellington were behind him, I looked around until my eyes met with Ross'. He slightly smiled and walked towards me, he stopped in front of me.

"Skylar, this song is dedicated to you. One Last Dance." he began strumming his guitar, already I had tears falling down my face.

Tear drops in your hazel eyes

I can't believe I made you cry

It feels so wrong since we went wrong"

but you're still on my mind

Never meant to break your heart

Sometimes things just fall apart

so heres one night to make it right

before we say goodbye

So wait up, wait up

give me one more chance

to make up, make up

I just need one last dance

Freshman year I saw your face

now it's graduation day

said we'd be friends, till the end

Can we start again?

So wait up, wait up

give me one more chance

to make up, make up

I just need once last dance

Na, na, na, na oh-oh

Na, na, na, na oh-oh

I heard you're headed east 

so let's just make our peace

so when you think of me

you'll smile, and I'll smile

so wait up, wait up

give me one more chance

to make up, make up

give me one last dace

So wait up, wait up

give me one more chance

just one song, then I'll move on

give me one last dance

I just need one last dance

with you.

oh-woah

I was crying so much, and the entire time Ross was singing he was right there in front of me looking into my eyes. He quickly set his guitar down and wrapped his arms tightly around me, I hugged him back not ever wanting to let go.

"Skylar?" I looked up at him. "I love you! you are the only one I love and will ever love, I need you to know that I will always be waiting." he kissed my forehead.

"I love you too Ross, but don't wait for me. Move on, You know I will always love you forever and always." I touched his cheek, he pressed his lips against mine and wrapped his arms around my waist. It felt so good to be in his arms again, but I know it wouldn't last. And by tomorrow I'll be on my plane to Arizona and I won't ever see him again. He pulled away an rested his head against mine, his eyes still shut.

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