I’m dating again.
And it makes me nervous.
Like I am having mini anxiety attacks.
Feelings of anxiousness are perforating my body
There is all this talking
Text-ing, sms-ing, Black Berry-ing
Questions, getting to know details
Sharing, caring, spreading of information
That leaves me exhausted
And Monday after an exhilarating night of dancing
I found myself
With the phone,
Dialing a number
Listening as he said Hello
And as he hung up,
I realized how hard it is
To move forward, even for your own good
Most especially when your dastardly heart refuses to give up