Akward talk, fast heart beat
Sound sage advice,
Cold winter’s winter
Imagination – Snow
Running car, stoping, starting
Why am I here?
Waiting for you to say those words,
I want to read your mind,
Nervous.
Glad I don’t here them,
Secretly sad I don’t,
Words are powerful,
they start action.
Was this action?
Was this appropriate?
No regrets.
Just a deep yearning for something more.