Worry floods my thoughts

Since we last played

Ever since then

You’ve been offline

Sent some texts to calm my fears

Hoping it isn’t true that a human trafficker

Could be you

You could be busy my heart tries to reason

You could’ve forgotten to respond

But that doesn’t stop the thoughts

We’ve been friends for a long time my heart keeps saying

You’ve said multiple times that it isn’t true

But my head rings the warning that my mother told one morning

Human traffickers wait and listen for a long time before they make there move

I know it’s just childish thoughts but I hope it’s untrue for you that your not who my head thinks you are

[To crimson, apologizes I just get really nervous when I use my mic then the person disappears for almost a week. So to you I hope your just busy and forgot to respond]