Sunday, May 17, 2015

a pair of shoes

I don't love him
but, he's nice.
perhaps a little quiet
and evasive, but still
I want him to call me,
especially
after what happened
last night.
would it be that
difficult to pick
up the phone
and dial my number
and say hello.
why won't he do that?
for the last
three months he wouldn't
leave me alone.
the calls, the texts.
the flirting.
was it something I said,
or did, or didn't
do?
i'll give him
until nine tonight
and then i'll call him,
I think I may
have left some things
in his house,
specifically a pair
of shoes.


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