AFTER THE CALL

I called you today, the feeling came fast,

that rush I’ve known, the one that lasts.

Your voice, like balm, soothes my day,

chasing the heavy clouds away.

It’s like a hit of sweet dopamine,

sudden, warm, sharp, and clean.

For a while, the world feels light,

and nothing else is in my sight.

But when the phone clicks to its end,

those restless thoughts come back again.

What if your heart decides to stray?

What if the number of your car plate, 

one day just numbers, 

nothing great?

And then the guilt begins to bite

to keep you waiting, is that right?

With millions single girl out there, free to see,

you still choose here… you still choose me.

(someone who cant give you anything)

I don’t know what that makes me.

Selfish?

Cruel?

Or just too scared to let go

of the only place my heart feels home.

Im begging you, please dont make me the villain in your story. Please let me know if Im done anything, anything wrong at all.