Dinner Date
it needed to be decided, the time was soon
a decision needed to be ultimately made
to this decision I was not immune
couldn’t let myself become worried or afraid
without that caring moment being planned
the bills I have would still be driving me mad
it depended on what I had on hand
what extras I had available to add
the cupboards were empty, lonely, they were bare
the fridge was smelly, moldy, and with expired shit
that meal I offered to my love to caringly share
the pan sat silent without heat or a drop in it
in the garbage, all the flyers from the mail
looking I grabbed something with a deal
she would arrive on time, she never fails
trying to show her how towards her I feel
a double meal for the price of just one
oriental flavored with some side drinks
with the phone call and ordering done
the time was tight, and did slowly shrink
as I waited for the food to quickly arrive
my thoughts went to of seeing her more
this relationship I want it to grow and survive
excitedly I waited for her at my door
I suddenly broke down and cried
remembering last week she died
so
alone I sat with drinks in a tray and food in a bag