Danya

So.
I... I,uh... well, I went on a date. ( Yes. )
"Yeah. Listen, I think I'd better try to explain a bit more."
"Alright, go ahead."( Okay. )
Her name is Madison. I called her on a Wednesday night before spring break began. I left a voice message(  and so it began. ) my thoughts are often occupied with the movement of her hair, the sound of her quiet laugh. When is the next?

a date? ( what's that? )And I'm pretty damn sure that movie is going to make me cry.