They're talented, you know.
They have the best moves. They're exciting to be around, and they're the best dancer in the ballroom.
You can't wait to show them to your friends. You've been dying to see their face, that smile, that laughter. It is one of life's pleasures to be around someone this fun and entertaining. They're sexy, enticing, spontaneous, riveting, they tell the best stories. You can listen to them for days.
They just seem to know your weak spots without you having to tell them. They touch all the right areas in your mind and body. They're intelligent, spunky, sharp, attentive, and seem to have all the right words to your problems.
There's just one issue:
They don't like you.
They don't like you, and that seems hard to believe.
I mean, why would someone this great and awesome spend this much time with you if they didn't? Wouldn't they have just up and told you that they didn't want you when they had you in their arms?
They don't like you, and that seems hard to believe.
I mean, why would someone this great and awesome share with you their victories and their successes if they didn't? Why make you laugh so hard then? Why entertain your presence? Why smile at you?
They don't like you, and that seems hard to believe.
I mean, why would someone this great and awesome not simply be honest and just tell you straight up what they wanted or did not want?
All of this is simply too easy for someone like them to do. They are too great for stalling, too awesome for hesitation.
In all of these accounts, you would be terribly, dangerously mistaken.
You got so entranced dancing with the devil that you forgot to keep pace with your own two feet. You lost sight of the sequence, neglected the timing of your step, and you don't know how to find your way back into the music.
You got so caught up in the devil's movements that you don't remember your own.
Now your feet are up off the ground, and you are being swung about like a puppet telling yourself, "if they didn't want to dance with me they would have put me down by now." The devil hears this and decides to keep you up, knowing that you assume they are attracted all because they kept you from dancing.
You haven't realized that the music has long since stopped playing and your part is over.
They don't like you, but you don't notice that yet.
Before this dance began there were no dress rehearsals. There were no rules nor judgment. All that was required was that you dance to the music, and once the music was finished, you return to your place, awaiting the next song.
But you, you found yourself in love with the tune during the dance, you began humming your favorite parts, you memorized the song rather than where your feet were supposed to be, and your dance became a serenade of two; your voice and the devil's feet. A spotlight begins on you both, and how could the devil turn down a chance to shine? Meanwhile, you fell in love with the way the devil danced to your voice and forgot all about the stage.
Your voice became a siren song, and the devil became captain of your ship.
This is how moments like these come to meet their end. You transform into your own impending disaster; you have found your voice too sweet and the devil still has their feet.
Where the rocks would run your ship ragged the devil leaves you to crash alone, devastated by the sound of your own voice.
You are no longer singing, and so the devil no longer dances.
You see, the devil is indeed talented but only for as long as you praise their talent.
The devil is indeed a good dancer but only for as long as you watch them dance.
Keep your eye on the devil and their wit, and you will be constantly amazed. Speak and sing of the devil and they will appeal to every word that you say.
But a dance with the devil is only as good as the power in your tongue.
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