Distance.

Choices can really be a pain in the ass sometimes.

When you're subjected to choose between several options,
you're mind starts to do its nasty doubting tricks on you.

Are you sure thats the right one?
Are you sure you're not getting into another shithole?
What if theres another suitable alternative?
Dont you think he's too ___ for you?
Are you really going to be happy 101% of e time?
Should you run away before it gets too late to escape?

And then when doubt and fear, finally victorious, comes settling in.
You start to detach yourself inch by inch.

Until you're finally adrift somewhere in the big blue ocean.
Nowhere to be seen.

And another heart gets broken.