MY LAST DATE

The night was still young
She was dressed in a short black dress
The one most girls keep for this type nights
Damn she was beautiful
Her smile inviting as always and dimples weakening my knees
The food was tantalizing
Soft slow music playing making the date ideal
The dance floor invited us
She lay on my shoulder
One hand to her small back another holding hands
We slow danced in rhythm and sync
Then I heard a sniff then a mild sob
She gazed at me for a while and had this head shake
A part of me died knowing what's to come
We couldn't be she was not over him
Oh romance ended that night
Legend has it that am still at that restaurant 
My knees are still weak...come get me