Be Honest (poem)

Every passing minute in these past few days

I hover over my phone and emails despite my busyness

I’m excited, almost desperate, for a word from you

But each time I do, I’m waiting in vain for your hello.

 

I liked your simple touches as if caressing my inner self

Reminding me to loosen up and just enjoy the moment

But then this peaceful and easy feeling is overrated

So is ‘’dating’’ like many other things… I guess.

 

I had realizations from hanging out with you
And I am grateful our paths have ever crossed

So long, my friend, Dwin, your number is long gone

I wish you the best luck for the right woman of your life.

 

~ Dizzy ~