I know what you are but what am I?

We dance together to the softest piece of music. And we touch each other as if we were lovers. This is a lovers dance. Do you hear that, a dance for lovers. My latest debate is the ending. There was not for one moment that I thought it would be happy. It was about whom was going to leave whom. Now my realization hits with a wave of sadness. It was about was she going to leave him brokenhearted or was it him to leave first. But I'm trying to heal wounds, and this time she wont be left broken. This time it will work. Personal growth as I write.

10.11.06, 11:00
I am so angry with her, her insensitivity hurt. How can she be that way. I told her it was over before it even began. I think there is truth in that, the tragedy arrived as soon as we met, when we spoke, when he kissed me. It's already here. I can smell it.