First Date
It's awkward and strange,
and if I had to sum it up
in about four words
They would be
My mom was driving.
Not romantic, just weird.
And when we got to the movies
mom went to the other side of the theater
realizing her presence on my first date was
ridiculously embarrassing
We didn't really talk to each other
I didn't know what to say
and you didn't either.
And I don't really remember much of the movie
because what I do remember is your arm
around the back of my seat
an inch away from direct contact
I'm sure you eventually recovered
some feeling in your arm
in a few years, I bet.
On the way home
it was equally silent
and equally awkward
And our relationship
didn't work out
but I hadn't really expected it to
So here's my hint to you, kids.
Just don't go on a first date
with your mom in the car.
~~~~~
Written for the contest: First Date
Copyright © Marie Viloria | Year Posted 2011
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