It makes u doubt
it makes u bored.
It makes u angry.
It makes u broken.
It makes u reason.
It makes u find an excuse.
It makes u impatient.
It makes u give up.
It makes u pray.
It makes u turn back to him.
It makes u lonely.
It makes him the only one u wants to hold on to
it makes u hard to trust someone
it makes u a laughing stalk
it makes u worry

the rendezvous of a insecure heart