Disaster Date by Phebe
You come over at my place
Around eight in the evening
And you expect it’s not a date,
But just a friendly meeting?
You bring a movie, take off your shoes
And lie down next to me in bed
And still it doesn’t occur to you
That maybe I want to be more than friends?
It takes some courrage but eventually
I take your hand and you hold mine
But mentioning you’re dating someone else
Doesn’t even cross your mind?
Later we sit on the couch
And I rest my legs on yours
You hold them there as we talk
And still it is a blur?
For some reason I don’t trust the situation
So I go ahead and ask
“Are you dating anyone?”
You nod and say yes
I can’t believe all this time
You’ve been leading me on
Thinking I could make you mine
When you already have someone
We sit in silence for a while
You ask if you should go
I try my best not to cry
And say only if you want to
Silence continues as we sit
Unable to speak
I tell you I’m getting tired
And politely ask you to leave
You greet my parents, grab your coat
And hold me for a while
I give in and as I let go
I try my best to smile
“Drive safely” I manage to say
And wave as you disappear
I close the door and run upstairs
And welcome my tears”