I have become too attached to you.

It effects me too much
when you don't respond to me quickly enough
when you add a song to our playlist
when you ask how my day is

When you leave me on read
I panic
I think the time has come
that you will leave me
too good to be true.

But is that the truth?
Will you leave me?
Have you decided that someone else is better than me?
Have you decided to go back to her,
the other girl who came before me?
Have I not showed you enough skin?

I panic and I wait for your response
I have become too attached
I avoid the things that remind me of you

I dream every night about you
How I wish I could tell you about it
My mind attaches itself to you, links my unconscious to you

What will I do, when you choose I am not enough for you?