darling meryl

when the lights came on, he asked me why so I seemed very into the movie. without answering, i asked, so what happened, did they end up together? seems not, we both shrugged.

the man in his fifties further along our row sang softly to the closing credits music: I sincerely want to say/ I wish you bluebirds in the spring/
To give your heart a song to sing/ And then a kiss, but more than this/
I wish you love/

we stood up at last, lingering the way a good movie bids you do. i said, let's grab a bite. he said, ok.