Ex-ticipation

I sit here in anticipation of the ring tone. The one I have heard the past two nights which had not emanated from the cell phone since last October. "Crazy Little Thing Called Love" has made me jump two nights in a row. It is the sound of a call from an ex. Granted it is nice to hear from him. I always loved the timber of his baritone. The second call a followup from the first as to how my day at a new job went. (Don't get too excited...it is just a temporary job.) His concern makes my heart go pitty-pat, but there in lies the problem. My feelings have not changed for him. I must ask him his intentions the next time Freddie croons to me. I have let that whole aspect of what should be discussed slide to the wayside. I thought I was clear as to how I felt when I ended the phone calls last fall. Maybe he thinks things have changed...maybe they have changed but not on my end.