I want this date to last more than hours
but you never even made it to the restaurant.
It is so fine with me, I would rather eat alone
and dip my fries in sauce and eat like a pig
and not be judged for using too many conjunctions.
I want you, I really do, but I am changing
every day into an evolved woman. Not yet
married, divorced, separated, cheated,
I am only a young girl wanting someone
who I can never have because then all
the morals written in my chest will be
broken. I will feel broken in this city
we can never see each other in. I already
see the future of Sundays turning
into every other day.
You are so close to my house
and even if you drive by
I will have aged like a dog.
You will have had a multitude
of women while I am hooked
on one life line. It is this way
for I drive my own car and
let no one guide me.
I know which walls to put up
and which ones to let you in
but remember a date is
just a time and place
when two people
either show up
or decide otherwise.
Either way, it’s a date.