affection, abandon, affliction.

countless times i go to call you 

i refrain and delete your number and i never want to talk to you again stay away from me

actually i want to talk to you now, tomorrow and every platonic second im allowed because self destruction caused by you seems real

the only thing real around me

its all going to fast and im bad with hellos, worse with goodbyes and terrible in the time between

i wonder why i'm alone

i owe nothing, own nothing, want nothing

there's

nothing

i want to call you again