• Another Day of Silence

    by  • February 5, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 3 Comments

    It is hard to know what you are thinking when each reply is so terse and uninformative. Generalized. Shying away from the heart of the matter; from the heart behind each carefully chosen word. Forced to wait another day, I pray this isn’t the start of an eternal delay — waiting for that which will never come. But I suppose this is no different from those earlier days where patience is a skill that was well practiced and honed, and so it seems I must continue to lie in wait to see what will become of us.

    So full of doubt and second guesses — is that you I even heard? The voice behind those numerous faces? Tell me I’m not crazy. Because I so wish it to be true. But then again, I wish for many things. Yet the coincidences fall in line too perfectly and form a flawlessly straight path that leads back to you, yet your face remains hidden in a shroud of shadow.

    Hesitation or refusal to respond? Time to think or time to run? Perhaps my patience has begun to wither from lack of care-giving. Either way it’s not my move. Ball’s in your court now.

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    3 Responses to Another Day of Silence

    1. christina
      February 5, 2012 at 8:17 pm

      sounds like something i’m going through; you don’t sound crazy to me.


    2. ANEWDAY
      February 6, 2012 at 5:48 am

      yes, I agree with Christina. I feel the same way…


    3. smal
      February 6, 2012 at 3:25 pm

      At least you you are still counting in days. I’m counting in years because the ball hog won’t part with the ball for more than a few seconds, does any and everything to keep it in own court… lies even about it and says he doesn’t have it! I know though can see it behind him or in corner or under the bench, even in the locker room (I can hear it bouncing). I always know. Pretty sure it’s due to not realizing what’s going on. I keep trying to explain it. No luck yet.



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