Slow Dance

At my cousin's debut, after they opened up the dance floor, everybody was up and dancing, doing the electric slide and whatnot. In the midst of all the uncles and aunties getting their groove on was this young couple. They weren't particularly good at the electric slide or cupid shuffle, but the dj played a slow song and damn, were they gettin it. There were a few uncles and aunties still dancing, along with a couple of circles of people, not yet ready to get off the dance floor. However, the way that this young couple was dancing, you couldn't tell that there was anyone else in the room, let alone on the dance floor. The way that his arms were locked around her waist, her arms around his neck, the way they looked at each other, the genuineness of their smile and laughter, were all things that made me insanely jealous and envious. I know jealousy is one of the seven deadly sins, but I can't help but feel that emotion in times like tonight's.