Danielle N. Calhoun

PONDERINGS

When the sun came up you were standing at my door
tiredly I asked what are you here for

You sat right beside me
as I lie on the couch
telling me you missed me
as you held my hand

I sat up and told you
it’s only been two days

I knew that you were busy

I wanted to call but
decided no way

You looked me in the eye
and just as you were about to speak

Your phone rang so loud
and then you had to leave

Why do I feel like
there is something you’re not saying?

There has to be a reason
you keep coming to me

I know we are just friends
maybe something more

But I am willing to wait
till you know what you want