Kiss And Cry -

Here, the coach does not say good job . Here, the coach holds your wrist to check if your heart still knows how to beat slow.

You wave to the girl who hates you. You smile at the mother who is already crying. And for one perfect, broken second— you are not the routine. You are the recovery. Kiss and Cry

The blade bites the water, the music dies. You gasp for air that tastes like roses and regret. Here, the coach does not say good job

The camera finds the crack in your lipstick. You do not hide. Kiss and Cry

In figure skating, there is a designated area off the ice called the "Kiss and Cry."