Fighting

Im afraid to call you, though thats what I desire most. Im afraid to text you, am i but a memories ghost? These harsh words flutter through my mind. Your harsh words, cut more deeply then my blade. I hate this part, the part i stay away. We used to text all day, used to talk the night away. Baby come back to stay. Im worried that your unwell, worried and dont know how to spell. The words i wish to say, stick in my throught all day. I miss the thrill your voice sends to me. Miss the enchantment, the necessity. THis is something i dont want to become familiar to thee.