Can I have this dance, my Rose? (Shadamy)

The moon was bright, and beaming down on her.

 There was soft music that felt like a gentle whisper going through my mind.

  She was just staring broken hearted at them, dancing mindlessly through the night.

   Her soft kind eyes were crying because he love that girl, not her.

    She could not stop looking, but she wanted to with all her heart.

     All I could do was watch as she felt more heart broken.

      Something made me want to say something.

       I got up and asked, "Can I have this dance, my Rose?"

        She took my hand and we danced happily, and carlessly.

         We felt just as mindless as them.

          She was mine for that moment.

           I was her's.

            She was definitly my Amy Rose.

             I was once a shadow that just fell behind her.

              Now it's different, I'm right beside her.

               This all started with one question.

                "Can I have this dance, my Rose?"


This is based off my art, "Can I dance with you? Shadamy"
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