First Date

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First Date

Feeling jittery and excited
In my stomach
there were butterflies
You will be here soon
I imagine how it might be
and allow myself to fantasize
 
It is seven o’ clock
and then seven thirty
another 30 minutes go by
Waiting by the window
Anticipating your arrival
and then I begin to cry
 
Where are you?
Did I get the time wrong
You said you would come
My first real date
Your word is broken
Leaving me quite numb
 
I cannot comprehend
why you are not here
so I go to your house
I will make you tell me
why I have been stood up
Be accountable, you louse!
 
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

First disappointment - OctPoWriMo
Jittery - Word of the Day
Broken - RDP

Image by Jerzy Górecki from Pixabay 

Published by Christine Bolton

I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose. Thanks for checking it out. Christine

11 thoughts on “First Date”

    1. Thank you G. This actually happened to me as a young teen and I did go to his house and made him accountable 🙂 Lol.

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