Why are you still in my mind?

It's night already, and we just ended the phone call 3 or 4 hours ago.

Why am I missing you? It hasn't been that long since I heard your voice or seen your face.

I actually think I know why. So this is a rhetorical question.

It's because I'm afraid.

I'm afraid of hurting you. Only thinking about it makes me almost want to cry.

So I keep it to myself.

But that's the problem. Cause the more I hide my feelings the more they become a big cloud stuck in a small closed bottle.

One day, I know for sure, that bottle will break.

That's why I'm scared.

Because I might regret the day when the bottle breaks.