A Cautionary Tale

It says be careful, extra careful, Just imagine the problems if you weren’t Keep your head down Watch your words The little voice in my head that lives in paranoia is protective of me It holds a sign that says “Extremely Fragile, Handle with care” But then HE came. And whenever i felt anxiety digging its claws into my esophagus he was there with reassuring words HE asked everyday if i was okay With him i didn't have to overthink words He would reassure the paranoid voice that was so much like an overbearing mother HE would envelop it until HE was all it could think it about But then HE was gone. And now i panic in hallways as i try to avoid him And my voice cracks as my best friend tells me to calm down over the phone My lips tremble while i text him saying he never meant a thing to me My thoughts race and my heart gets lost in the depths of my stomach The voice sounds betrayed and uneasy as it makes my feet move quicker when i catch a glimpse of the back of his head It says he was never there to protect me and builds walls while swearing to never let anyone in It claims that he is fine,okay, alright Then panics at the thought of his laugh and his lips on mine It questions everything. How could he be fine when he’d held my anxiety so dear, his voice calming all of its fears How can he walk by refusing to make eye contact Did he forget about the stolen kisses Or was i really just a pawn? Could it really have been so trivial to him? Be careful, extra careful is what the voice says, we know the problems it'll bring if you're not.