i missed you.

i’ll miss you baby
i’ll miss you more.

i hang up
and it starts

i miss you
i wonder about you

was i too loud
was i too much
was i too cheesy
was i too needy

my subconscious
repeats these words
over and over
until a good thing turns bad

it’s been a few hours
where is he?

does he even miss me?
what is he doing?
is he talking to someone
that’s more interesting?
maybe i’m being ignored
maybe this is all
a sick joke-

NO.

i stop myself.
he loves me
it’s something anyone could see
so why does my brain
do this to me?

we were meant to be
no one other than him
should be loving me
i see him as my future
the father of my kids
call me crazy but i know
we are written in the stars

so why does my brain do this to me?
i don’t want to worry.
i want to enjoy what’s in front of me
not what my thoughts
make out of a situation.
please stop the yelling
stop telling me lies
please stop-

oh
a text
from him.

‘hello beautiful’

i missed you so much

‘i missed you even more, my love.
wanna call?’