the unanswered call. crosswalks.

*not as deep as the ocean, more like a kiddy pool.

hey! how are you?

I'm fine. how are you?

what's up?

not much. what's up with you?

i love you.(?)

i love you too.(?)

call & response

the unanswered call:

i love you.

is

i love you too

expected?

does the call & response of it all

detract the meaning of the simple words

the same way people hardly give any care

or attention

to the response of a person after posing the question

how are you?

i love you.

let it stand

on its own

feel the weight

these are not fragile words

that one must swoop after

to prevent them from crashing on the floor.

feel their weight.

let them stand alone.

do you give a compliment to get a compliment?

shall we

give our love

like we give our compliments?

whole-heartedly

because making others feel good

makes us feel good

at least this is the case for me.

i love you.

the unanswered call.

it's not a call.

it's a statement.

requiring no response.

accept love.

feel it.

let it sit within you

& warm you

inside out.

--

crosswalks

the light to the left gives me the go

but i don't want to go left

i want to go straight.

do i go left anyway?

jump at the opportunity to go

just because it's there.

when going left will actually take me twice as long to get where i want to go

left, left, left

do i really want to take 3 lefts

to get where i'm going?

just because i can

or shall i wait?

patiently

for my light

sometimes you have to take those lefts

just to find where you're meant to go

but once that destination is visible,

you get tired of jumping on lefts

just because those lights say

go!

now!

& you're ready to wait

a little bit longer

to take the most direct route

that's how i feel about grad school

i've taken my lefts

to camp

to rwanda

to alaska

& they've all helped me to find my right

i'm waiting at the light.