This story is classic It is textbook fear of attachment after a breakup Follow the trend that I'll drift away from my closest friends and they'll think I hate them So my dearest, I think of you often and fondly I swear I would call you but there's something that stops me It's irrational I know Every time I pick up the phone I'll think that you've got better things to do than hang with me so I'll leave you alone And I wanna claw my watering eyes out every time I open my mouth Just to choke on the words as they reverse back through my throat Return to the black hole in my head where they'll echo It's relentless They will circle like sharks When I cry there's no catharsis And the waves I expected to rock me to sleep escalate They turn against me I'm confessing my fragility I've been floating on the surface Where it hurts less Where it's easy to ignore my own contents But I can't contain this anymore I can't contain this anymore