UNCERTAINTY

By Sheila Mumbo

It’s the uncertainty,
Of not knowing if and when to call,
Reminding me of your darker side,
Which I had learnt to overlook,

It’s the uncertainty,
Of waking up to no ‘I love you’s,
And it hurts deeper than the oceans,
Holding on to a notion of love that wasn’t,

It’s the uncertainty,
Of not knowing if you got me or her,
Wandering alone in this love of ours,
Feeling like I’m chocking in my own fantasy,

It’s the uncertainty,
Of always avoiding arguments lest I lose you,
Always suppressing my bad feelings to cushion us,
Ignoring the fact that I’m hurting me more,