Straight Up Now Tell Me.

I've decided I really want to go on a date.
A full fledged,
I spend an hour in the shower,
Two hours picking out an outfit,
Too much time on my hair,
Nervous but curious,
Flirty and fun,
Honest to god,
Walk me to my door,
Soft touch of my cheek,
Date.

Something real.
I want to feel.
I want to be nervous
And I want to blush,
And get slightly embarrassed when I do something clumsy.
I want someone to notice the sparkle in my eye.
I need someone to give me a genuine smile,
That I will KNOW is right.

I want to walk down 16th St. Mall,
I want to scream in terror at a horror movie,
I want to laugh at the retarded ducks in the park,
I want to sit in the back of Starbucks and share a white peppermint mocha.
I want to be held.
I want to be seen as more than sex.
I want to go dancing.
I want to laugh and joke,
I want to be happy.

I want to feel alive again.

I can tell you've been crying, and you're needin' somebody to talk to
Matty B.