On our second anniversary
We decided to do the unthinkable:
Go clubbing.
Neither of us had ever went before
Or really desired to
Before then.
But that year, we
Had decided to try new things
Together.
We were supposed to
Follow through with it
The whole way
No matter how much
We hated it.
But when we went clubbing
We both immediately hated
Everything there was to hate
From the dizzying atmosphere
To the desperation of
Every
Single
Soul
That we saw.
Except, of course,
The workers
Whose eyes looked soulless,
Like they were
Dead and
Numb
To anything we could offer.
We left after only
Half a drink and
Eight minutes of wasted time.
We went home and cuddled and
Watched Disney movies
Until three a.m., which is when
We had planned to return from
Clubbing.
Then I told you I loved you
And fell asleep,
In your arms.