No Contact

 

The struggles of not contacting her

Endless insecurities and endless what ifs

What if she didn’t even realise my absence

and what if she started seeing someone else

What if she realises that it was nice, a life without me

What if the what ifs never end?

 

Still i hang on tight, for I know that it’s do or die

to prove my worth and build her trust for me

I run to her, on a track of spikes and needles

Still I must run, for that is all i know

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