Trepidation
I'm afraid of my future without you in it
I think of you going back
I hate that my mind plays tricks like that
It's an obsession
I think about you and him 24/7
Does she love me? Was I an out?
My mind is filled with self-deprecation and doubt
I'm afraid of my future without you in it
I still think about the both of you at the island inside of your kitchen
Not a single spark ignited with the two of you in it
No magic, the chemistry obsoleted
I can't shake the memory, I wish I could just delete it
I'm afraid of my future without you in it.
This poem is about:
Me