A Simple Phone Call 6/28/2012

A simple phone call.
A short conversation.
Cordial, nice, and to the point.
No ups, or downs.
        So I'm lost.
Lost for an explanation of how the sound of your voice drove me to tears.
It hasn't been long.
I haven't thought about you especially.
So why?
Why could I not control the overwhelming emotion?
Where did the trickling tears form?
         I could not place it.
         Not from sadness, loneliness, jealousy.
         Not from bliss, joy, excitement.
Crying in the car I shuffled through emotions,
Searching desperately for one that would fit.
But I was unsuccessful.
I have no explanation. 
A little voice keeps shouting at me.
Through my pursuit it has been waving at me through the rearview mirror.




But love is a feeling
Not an explanation.