I’m reading old chats
Flipping through your photos
Reminiscing the past
Replaying intimate convos

I’m staring into the distance
Laughing over nothing
I’m dreaming up a romance
Even though the last attempt was scathing

I thought I was past this
Yet you’ve reeled me back in
It’s heady, it’s bliss
But I know it’s flitting

I’m playing with my heart
Daring you to hold it
But it’s fragile—a fact
One you’ve already proven

So I have to step back
I have to save myself
It’ll be madness on crack
If I do anything less