While You Still Can (fiction poem)

Get out while you still can
was written on the college ruled sheet
then he ran out the door
and disappeared on the street,
I'm on a first date,
not sure if it's him I should run from,
wicked feeling in my gut,
this is quite a conundrum.
What if this was just a joke
I'm really feeling confused
spiraling into panic mode
now he's seeing it too,
"Is everything alright, 
am I talking too much?"
"Nah it's all good, I'm
just finished with lunch."
I've got to go now 
so I'm looking for an exit
told you I went on four dates
well now I'm staring at the second
and I'm trying to dodge him
seeing me, but  I fear
it's too late
so I run out the front door
from him and my date
and I duck around the corner
as not to be seen
when all of a sudden
pain and darkness paralyzed me.
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