Inside My Arms

It's 8:30 P.M.
I'm getting ready to go to Frank's first gig with his band.
I don't know what to wear.
I decide on a dress.
It looks like what my Grandmother would wear.

8:53 P.M.
I'm getting on a bus.
To a small club in downtown.

9:11 P.M.
I arrive at the club.
It smells like urine and has art that is not art on the wall.
I get to the closest spot to the stage.
Which is where I can see every sweat and pore on their face.
I like it.

The band starts.
They settled on a name.
It's called My Chemical Romance.

Halfway through, their drunkenness sweeps out.
I feel bad for them.
The crowd doesn't seem to mind.

9:45 P.M.
Their set is over.
Another set comes on.
I hug Frankie.
Tell him he did a good job.
He grins at me.

I tell the rest of the band it was incredible.
They smiled wide.

10:01 P.M.
Gerard and I are standing out the club.
He's staring at the stars.
I'm staring at the cars.
I get interrupted.

"What?" I ask him.

"Did you know that the stars are bigger than the sun?"

"I didn't know that."
I get my focus off the cars and unto the stars.
Its not shining bright because of all the lights.

"I think they're little holes on the ground that leads to heaven."

"I can imagine that," I say.
I squint my eyes.
I really can't.

10:05 P.M.
The band tells us they're staying to get drunk of their mind.
Gerard doesn't want to get drunk with them.
They don't ask me.

Gerard looks at me.
"Do you need a ride?" He offered.

I nod.