I slide my ticket stub in my pocket
To find a seat in the dimly lit room, with you at my back
You Grab my hand while the picture changes before my eyes
Why did you ****** my hand with such Haste?
Why did you hold it at all?

You seem to study my finger tips with yours
I Lose concentration on something four times my size
The sound is all around me but all I can hear is the thoughts rushing in circles
Taking in this Attention only to mistake it for Affection
I take your hand in mine to scratch at your palm and run up your arm to where it bends
You react just like I hope you would
I feel you relax into me

The colors on the screen are bright but I’m blinded by the colors coming off you
Hypnotized, I memorize the bones in your hands
Wishing this movie will last just a bit longer
But we pasted the ****** moments ago
I worry when the lights come on you’ll let go

The lights are up
Names of People I could care less about disappear up to the top of the screen
I let your hand go First, to Beat you to it

To my surprise You catch me and draw me in to your side
To watch the other show of people filing out one by one