I spoke those words, and
immediately almost choked on them
I always second guess decisions,
usually I conclude I made the wrong one
but with you it felt right, at first
now I'm only left with doubts, and the thought
that maybe it was all too soon
because there's only silence between us
you rarely open up to me
yet when you do, I feel loved
the moment is always fleeting
with you, it's either feast or famine
now I am scared to death to even talk to you
I'm scared that I might've lost you
scared of what you'll say, or not say
when all I really want to know is...
do you feel the same way about me?
It doesn't seem like you even care that we go days without talking. I always play this game of how long will it take her to miss me enough to actually message me. ( I always lose, and end up texting you )