Mess of conflicted confusion.
Broken beat open I’m full of contusions.
For once a genuine connection.
For once I had her attention.
Vanished without a trace.
Abandonment fills up her space.
We’ll be just fine as I sit and lose my mind.
I know we will. Or at least that’s what I tell myself.
Waiting, im chasing seconds around a clock.
Debating what I could’ve said that made her stop.
All frozen lost in a moment.
Cannot avoid the empty.