Nothing hurts more
In this very moment
Than the thought of losing you
And though I want to give you
The reassurance you don’t think you need
The twisting and turning of my gut
The rush that my anxiety is experiencing
Refuses to let me tell you
And it hurts most
To know that
You
You were the closest thing to love
I have felt
In a really long time
You are the closest thing to love
That I remember feeling
Before I touched the deep
deep
Pits of depression
A feeling... that is slowly trying to familiarize herself with my soul once again
A cut tie that is trying to find the strength to mend its old habits back together
And I fear meeting her once again
Because I might be on the verge of losing you
But I cannot let myself lose me ever again