Trepidation

I'm afraid of my future without you in it

I think of you going back

I hate that my mind plays tricks like that

It's an obsession

I think about you and him 24/7

Does she love me? Was I an out?

My mind is filled with self-deprecation and doubt

I'm afraid of my future without you in it

I still think about the both of you at the island inside of your kitchen

Not a single spark ignited with the two of you in it

No magic, the chemistry obsoleted

I can't shake the memory, I wish I could just delete it

I'm afraid of my future without you in it.