Paydate

Nakakarami ka na ha. :)

First date. Now on to the second.
Still unsure if we should call this a date.
But what a good excuse it was to treat me
if you don't go to work.

Now I'm wondering if you really chose not to go
so that we could have some time alone.

Clever.

Froyos later at Katipunan,
and I'm wearing a black dress,
and I wonder what we'll talk about
but all I could think of is that I missed talking to you.

During group settings when we interact,
there is that longing in me to single you out
so I could share the things I wouldn't say in public.

And I don't know why I feel this comfortable with you.
You're such a nerd... I mean...
You're awkward, and weird, and even slightly wimpy.

But later it will be the second date with you
Your first payday. You first treat. First paydate. Me.

and nothing else --
who we are, what we do, and why we do
-- seems to matter.