composure over nothing

The end of believing in you
feels so far off, right now.

But closer than it used to be,
And closer than I wanted it
to get to me.

It gets to me.

I know I never want it to.
This thing between is even better now
than it has always been. Which I believe
was always better anyhow than everything.
I don't know what is happening.

If life turns so
I can't believe in you, I know

I won't believe in anything.
I won't deserve to have or find a thing
I can believe again, with anyone.

Because I know that you,
much more than anyone, bring out
my best and favorite self -

someone you introduced me to.

Someone I'd never meet again,
without.

The end of my belief in you
would end the world I'm living in.

The last thing that
I ought to have
is doubt. Ok

Who's worrying?