What to Do?

When you phoned I was unsure what to do
Thought about ignoring the call-
Acting busy instead of distraught.
Wishing I could just open up
But realizing I can’t trust you.
I feigned a pleasant hello
Not knowing if you would interpret it as
Doing fine without you
Or happy to finally hear from you.
My feathers puffed up, I danced the rigadoon.
Rushing air into the barreled chest
Of an eager rooster.
I cooed a pleasant hello;
no one on the other end to catch it
Only silence wrapped in soft velvet.
Not even a dial tone.
Why had you rung, only to be a ghost?
To be a reminder of a time
That I cherish but can barely recall?
Deflated, I imbued failure and am at a stand still
But the spinning mind of a naïf asks questions.
I am forced to analyze why;
Why am I so easy to forget?
Why am I doing this?
Why won’t you cease haunting me?
Then the phone rang and I was unsure
What to do?