We Live to Dance

A young women stands in front of a room full of her peers her
family and her loved ones. She has a story to tell but it's
one she wishes she didn't have to recall. The life story of
her best friend Rita, a story that was cut far to short.
  1. Farewell to all the nights we danced and loved and laughed
    Farewell to the nights we sung until our throats burned and threw caution to the wind. Farewell to our youth. Goodnight my good friend. I'll see you in the morning