I Swear

I didn't know the man who approached me,

He seemed kind of off,

I didn't like his prescence,

I wanted to leave on the next stop.

The subway was crowded,

It seemed like it would be easy to hide,

It wouldn't take long,

To lose the man with the too-wide smile.

It was almost like radar,

The ease with which he stalked,

Chasing me through the crowd,

Pushing through all those who milled and talked.

The panic was rising,

I started to dread,

I figured all hope was lost,

Assumed soon I would be dead.

My phone was off,

No charge left in its core,

I had let it go empty,

In an attempt to read more.

It seemed easy to imgaine my end my nigh,

Yet up ahead a miracle appeared before my I.

A tall muscular man who looked my age,

I wandered up to him, grabbed his arm and said stay on my page.

Quietly I told him about the creep from before,

And subtly he looked behind us and nodded his head,

When the creep approached and said his thanks for watching his girl,

The man took his cue and said, "Who is my girl to you?"

The man went still,

His eyes went bright,

He looked us up and down,

He checked left and right.

Grumbling he snuck off into the night,

And that is the story of the lie that introduced me to my future husband that night.