butterflies in my stommy

Rushing through the horrid traffic in the midday
to a foreign place where i dont even know exist
slotting in the first lot in the carpark
passing the crowded supermarket
which i deem is the only attraction of the mall
taking two steps at a time up the escalator
seeing him run to the box office
turning back to look at me asking me to hurry
found the theater and settle down 
though the show had clearly started without us
bloody and gore, hair standing and all
i still feel the bliss.
not exactly what you would call a date but…
imnotgonnacare.itsadate.Firstdate*

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