I admit it,
I'm a little bit scared,
Because I can think ahead
Because I can imagine
Imagine what might
happen.

There's a message in my
notifications and it fills me
with a thrill, it's only been
about a month but I miss you
still.
We were so weirdly inseparable.

I press, depress the key and wait,
await my fate.
Here's a possibility:

I slept with someone else, it's over,
I'll miss you.

I'll admit, if it happens, I'll
feel a little mad, and more
than hugely sad, because
You'd do it
because you'd think

it'd do me good to lose you.

If this happens I'll lose more
than just you.
You yourself are more than 'you'.

So for now,
I'm a little bit scared
to blink or think,
because each moment
seems too *******
**fleeting