"Ok"

PATIENTLY,

I waited in my room for a 

knock on the door. 

I sat there, starred into my tv, 

watched the ball drop, listened to the countdown,

held my phone tightly, and prayed

that it would just ring by the time

the ball dropped. But there it was,

the scream of "HAPPY NEW YEAR !"

& firecrackers going off outside my 

window and fireworks exploding

in the t.v. Seconds, minutes, then

before I knew it.. it was an hour into

the new year. My phone didn't ring. 

Not only did I not see you on the last

day of 08, you didn't bother calling

me the first minutes or even the first hour

of 09. So I called, you picked up,

Happy New Years were finally exchanged..

although my "I love you" seemed to

go on a road that lead nowhere back to me.

Instead, I got an "Ok". That hilarious

response to an "i love you" that you see

on tv.. you know .. that "thank you" response,

I would have much rather preferred that.

Instead of an "ok". 

&Here I am. Getting ready to listen to your words.

Getting ready to let my guard down & let go of my pride.

Here I go, getting ready to ring your doorbell. 

Just because you said so.