Indecision

Standing at a fork,
Trying not baulk,
Hesitating,
Contemplating,
Which path should I take
This is no walk of cake
Am I in too deep
Should just make a leap
Taking my time
Hearing ever bell chime
Over days and weeks
Nothing is seen at any peaks
No direction is found
Even a whisper of a loving sound
Tired of being hurt
Being social and not curt
Leaving the darkness behind
For the light I am yet to find
Still on the search
As an eagle on its perch
Though still procrastinating
Anticipating
For the one day
Those three words to say
To hear that reply
Trying not to cry
More than sex appeal
It's the real deal