Habit

*About doubting if it could work with a certain person. And about alienating them as a result.*

I guess I’m back in the habit.
Another restless night I forgot to text.
Another day I haven’t called.
Another week I’ve thought about you.
Your absence doesn’t make my heart grow fonder.
It leaves me lost, when everything is in sight.
You’re so close but you feel so far.
Galaxies away from me, but not from my heart.
Would three words be enough?
Is that all I’d need to say?
Since I’m too frozen to follow through,
On all I want to do.
All I want with you.

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