Cinemark 18 May 2003

It was at the movie theaters
At Military Circle Mall
You probably don't recall a thing
But I remember it all

The defiant red streak in your golden hair
The piercing above your lip
And when I asked if you had seen "The Matrix Reloaded"
The little fangirl squeal you let slip

We talked for twenty minutes
We totally geeked out
My friends thought we'd make them miss the movie
We really freaked them out

I had never had that much in common
With a girl as pretty as you
But you were so far out of my league
What the hell was I to do?

I wound up chickening out
I never even asked your name
I found out the hard way you only lose worse
If you don't even play the game

I looked for you the next time out
Hoping you were there
Wishing for a flash of perfect skin
Or red and gold streaked hair

But I never saw your face again
Though it still haunts my sleep
And now it occurs to me too late
That I've fallen hard and deep

So if this message finds you
As I hope it will
Please don't be surprised or scared
That I think about you still

And if you like this poem
Feel free to get in touch with me
For it would make me happier
Than any man could ever be