my maybe date

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This will maybe make this sound a bit more sane...
I live three hours from my friend, and for reasons I need not explain my family needed to go to the city he lives in. I didn't really have to, but I jumped at the opportunity to see my friend (for the second time in my life). I had been there a few months before and he asked me to a movie, but I had plans and couldn't go. I texted him asking if he wanted to hang out, and he said sure. Then he said we could go to the mall maybe. My parents are old fashioned and said he couldn't pick me up from where they needed to go, so they insisted on dropping me off at the mall. When we got there I got out of the car and met up with my friend. My parents parked, then came up to meet him. My mom asked really awkward questions, and my dad made my friend give him his number. Eventually my parents left and then the sort of date commenced. (Both of our families thought it was a date, but we kinda decided it was just us hanging out. I'm still confused though because he payed for my food without offering, he just did it.) (I love that he did that BTW)

First date (?) jitters
He's standing next to me
He doesn't like critters
I kind of can't breath

We met at a mall
We found out it was closed
Instead we got some lunch
He payed
I felt I had imposed

We went back to his house
I met his mother
She was nice

We sat on his couch
Both of us on edge
Wanting to be comfortable
But awkward instead

We played a video game
Which I played very poorly
He said it was alright
He laughed a bit, but then said sorry

A smile stuck on my face
Mario Cart
I lost, he won, every race

He decided I had enough defeat
He turned on Netflix
He offered me cookies to eat

We watched a show we both enjoy
The Flash season 1
Being with that boy
I was really having fun

Sadly the time came for me to go
We got in his car
He drove me around a bit
And then dropped me off to meet my family

Although it might not be very exciting to you
This date (?) was so much for me that at two in the morning
Instead of sleeping, I am reporting
I write down what's it my head
A poem that (if I went into detail) could have been a book

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