Friday Matinee

I saw a movie just the other day. And I imagined I was the star and you were my beautiful counter-part. And it was so exciting. And we had all that money. I liked the scene about the car chase but I could do without the violence and the guns. But the part I just don't understand was when you had to leave me. Why did you do it? I thought that things were going so good. It made me sink down in my seat. And I felt day old soda sticking to my feet. And my popcorn tasted salty and my licorice was stale. The movie started to get boring and I just sat and cried. Then you came back in my life. And you swore you'd never leave me. And the credits started rolling. I went outside and it was sunny. And my mailbox wasn't empty