Stop calling,

Because I’m at a point where I don’t look to my phone every 10 minutes,

Just to see if you called,

Or if I was on your mind, as much as you were on mine,

So no I don’t want to know how you’ve been, where you’ve been,

Or if we can remain friends,

I just want you to leave me alone.

When you come around you put me in a stance of confusion,

And you become an insatiable lust of sin that I can’t afford,

So no just go,

Cause I just shut that door,

Of giving in, and putting out because that’s just not what loves about,

When I love, I love first with my mind which you captured off top,

And with my eyes that captured your humbleness

Then my heart, that you almost stole from another,

Someday I’ll love with my body like never before with a ring on my finger,

Humming to every tune my husband generates,

So no I don’t want to know how you’ve been, are who you’ve been with

I’m done with sleepless nights,

Tossing and turning,

Turn silent,

no more call, emails, text messages, drive by hugs,

looks of lust driving you mad about me and you

and me about you, we about what ifs or maybes,

no I don’t even want to know the good.

I don’t care if you became the saints of all saints, and you just needed me there to

Complete your journey.

I don’t want to know if I owned your heart,

I’ll give you back that deed

Just so I can proceed with me

Please stop calling.

By DeVonia Daniels

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