ballroom
(9.14+15.20)

here i frown in your ballroom gown
you lent it to me before you went
it fits right around my waist, just like you promised
at least there's one you kept

there's someone here that looks like you
her laugh not half as bright as yours
she's wearing a fawn bouffant dress
beautiful, but compared to you, a mess

i miss when you smiled at me and meant it
now, the ivory grin
if you hate me, you could at least be discreet
i might as well have been a stranger on the street