What is this turning in my stomach
This churning
This feeling
It's almost like butterflies
The kind I get when I see you smile
But they're angry now
Fluttering their wings
Harder and harder
Against my organs
My insides are twisting
Why do I feel this way;
Unwanted and unloved
You tell me you love me
That you'll be there,
But what about at 3:54 am
When my world is spinning
What about when
What I need solace from
Is myself
Will you still be there
Or will it be too much
Will you be able to handle it
Without walking away?
Just like everyone else.
Or will you turn your back
And tell me
That you're sorry
But that you're not enough.
I don't need you to be enough
I just need you to be here.
