Dormant

I could not believe that a single phone call could make me doubt a whole lot about myself.

A single phone call that I did not even make.

Hearing that "Hello?" sent tiny tingles down my spine.

Tiny, yes, but substantial.

Those tingles could probably mean something I could not pinpoint.

Could not? Maybe more like "would not".

There are probably some things that time could not erase.

They stay dormant when ignored.

Like a volcano, I guess this thing is more like a false alarm.

Just like smoke coming out of the crater, nothing more.

Eventually, again, when ignored, I hope this stays dormant... forever.