Why must there be strains ?

One day we're so close the next day estranged.

It's me.

It's me who cares a lot

and pretends that I forgot

when you did.

It's me that takes this serious

instead of giving me why when how and who

You give me point, blank period.

I've have several conversations,

questioning my own complications

of decision making and trusting

another being.

It's me who sees a future,

even when I feel like a loser

for including you in it.

It's me who assumes,

and should be fine

because of all the time you once spent

telling me you feel this

you feel that,

but that's in private.

In public when I show you love

minor, major or above

It seems to me

your laid back

and I come off as a massive attack.

It's me that pretends to forget

how you gave me hope

and you told me I was dope

making it seem like the first meet and the way we speak

is exclusive but then,

I got let down,

bounced all around

but I stand by and care even when your not there, but your there.

It's me who prays for you

and I've got my issues too,

we've shared them in exchange.

Instead of continuing to be closed

and keeping my care on a high then a low,

IT'S OUT.

It's me.

I don't know

if you have the same mind,

and just like me

your thinking about time

and how we've been so close.

But what is close?

If you don't even

show what you say to me.

If I don't know how to feel

I could blame you,

for not keeping it real

but I won't because it's me.

I'll keep smiling,

and with these bumps and jumps

My mind'll be grinding,

but I won't go ghost 

because that is me.

Curious and tends to overthink.

It's me.