Gentlemen start your engines

Getting

ready

for a date.

I really do not

want to go,

but I feel

like if I do not

I will become

this old

woman

before my

time.

Its a causal

date a 

couple in 

my building

set me up

with their

friend.

Its a double 

date even

worse.

Its 

snowing

out and

I am not 

in the mood

to go,

but I agreed.

All I have to 

do is walk

one building

down.

I start to 

cry.

I cry

usually

while

I am getting

ready for

a date.

Only because

I think

of you.

I push myself

out the

door.

I walk down

the sidewalk

reminding myself

to be

happy.

I knock on

the door 

and all

that goes

through

my head

is 

Gentlemen Start Your Engines!

and off I go

Another

race has started.