You’re insecure

I understand why but it annoys me.

Your heart sings to me but i find it noisy 

People have left you before so you think I would too

You question my every move.

I know myself, i see myself

People want me, I expect nothing less

When I choose you, I choose you.

But you, you make me use you.

The constant reassurance is tiring.

You’ve become a red flag to me, I see you and sirens

Your voice no longer soothes me,

Your eyes no longer suits me

Your presence thrills me no longer

I fancied you but when we were younger

I don’t know how to leave without breaking you.

A wild goose chase is where I’m taking you

The truth might scar you for life

So I play this game of pretense.

Everything we are is in the past tense.