A Pair

This poem was written for my girlfriend on Valentine's Day. At the time she was a slightly confused as to what our relationship was. So as I went over to the house of a mutual friend of ours, I wrote this in her card. I liked how it turned out.
Now for some insight into the poem. Alyssa is a theater buff and was the student director for her high school's play last year. In turn, she sacrificed many of her snow days that the rest of the school had off, to go oversee "Thoroughly Modern Millie", leaving her there sometimes very late into the evening. I went to see her, and it was fabulous. It wasn't a Broadway performance, but that's not what you expect at a high school play, but it was great nevertheless. To see your peers up there, acting and singing their asses off is something to be admired.
I am to be in a musical with Alyssa this upcoming summer. She and several of her theater buddies are putting on "Spring Awakening", and they asked me to be in it. I've never acted before, so it should be an interesting experience. Apparently I have a voice made for this musical, because I'm not formally trained, I'm "raw" I suppose. Alyssa said that, I like that she thinks so fondly of my singing, cause others who are important to me don't necessarily think so.
But I digress, here's the poem,

"A Pair"

It’s now the end of the day
After I pushed that water away
And you were upstairs answering phones.
We sat in your car, outside my house
And kissed amongst the engine’s subtle tones.
Two days off due to snow and you still had to go to school
For that play you hold so dearly,
O I can see that clearly,
Till 9 o’ clock sometimes you’d be there.
And I’m sure of this one thing
No matter what the end of March’ll bring
In that row with your parents, I will be,
O and one more thing comes to mind
And I shan’t let this get left behind,
It doesn’t matter “what” we are,
What matters is that we are,
A pair...