I am.

I am worried about you.
Your newly mesheviious smile.
The bloodshot eyes, and purely evil giggles.
Where did you disappear to?
Yet--Why?
I feel like I'm not good enough for you.
You don't seem to have a care in the world anymore.
It scares me. The fear shows through my green eyes.
I want you.
Not all to myself.
But I want you, and I feel you slowly drifting from the space between in fingers.