Skeptic Calls

Normally, quick to share.

Eager to translate what was said... how he stared..

Quiet is kept these days

A skeptic of every heart that beats my way

Who's the new love in my life?

Well there isn't one.

At least not one worth discussing....yet.

Distances acknowledged...

Flaws being accounted for..

Perfection not expected but...

wait, there's more...

Perfect for .... me... is necessary.

And while I imagine you fit the description

I've read too many "true stories" that sadly ended as fiction

Sadly caused inflictions whose tails made of bricks built walls

The skeptic calls....

I'm tired of answering...

But I do what I must to have what I please.

I please what I need with the exclusion of settling.

I'm not closing any doors.

Nor am I opening up shop until my product is worth representation.

Under.... construction

Questioning relation...

Who's swimming in it and who's watching from the outside?

If I drown who's out to save me and who's waiting on the sideline?

Nothing counts until it's counted and my bag is empty.

It isn't fair to share what isn't mine

although show and tell is tempting.

You're beautiful ...

and I'd love for you to be IT for me.

But when the skeptic is calling I'm the one answering.

-Sydni Michael