thinking

You don’t understand that while you’re away, I sincerely miss you. Every single hour, minute, second of the day. I never stop thinking about you. There’s always something to remind me of you. Even when I’m busy with school or work and forget about you for a while, you just manage to slowly creep back into my mind. Then my mind starts to wander and I wonder what you’re doing, how you’re feeling. Are you talking to someone else better than me? Is she prettier than me? More fun than me? Does she have more things in common with you than me? Then I begin to feel insecure and frustrated. Are you thinking about me too? Am I on your mind just like you are on mine? Or am I the foolish one madly in love with you? I feel like I put too much effort into this and it makes me constantly worry that one day, you WILL leave. That you WILL break your promise and you won’t ever love me again. You will leave me once again with tears dealing with unbearable pain for the many, many days to come. Meanwhile you on the other hand, won’t feel a thing.