saturday night out

eight pm, she was there
walking closer with vintage skirt
i've been sit waiting for thirty minutes or less
she was on time

simple hi,
blush on my dark cheek

two tickets for both of us
it usual gigs on Saturday night
several indie bands, two of them is my favorite
hoped she could bear with it
we walked in, the gigs had started 10 minutes earlier

...

eleven pm, we went out
the gigs still going on until one am
she had promised to be home at nine
i understand as i regret we don't have more time
i know she's too, i hope

we're not quite talker
just distant music behind
i should've throw some jokes nor funny trivia
so she could laugh
then me
my brain freezing up

we had great time i said out of nowhere
she answer with her smile
holding her left hand, whispering
"do you believe kisses on first date?"

she said no