My mind is always in rush hour traffic polluted with the over analyzation of every scenario in the world.
There is an internal war going on, my mind is whispering sweet nothing to my heart and she develops a crack with every word.
My heart is a broken hour glass, slowly spilling out sand with each new fracture.
My eyes are heavy and red, they flinch with the sting of each new tear.
Iβm tired but the rush hour traffic that are my thoughts keep me up for hours.
I can never make a decision by myself so if I do, itβs not changing.
The roof of my mouth is covered in self doubt.
My tongue is seared with empty promises I consumed from others.
My mind used to be an empty highway at 2 A.M and thatβs how my tongue got seared.
With every promise that became broken, with every future plan that turned to dust, my tongue stung a little more.
With every lie and betrayal, I began to question everything a little more.
I was used as a doormat so much that the βWELCOMEβ on me faded away.
As the βWELCOMEβ faded, overwhelming thoughts intruded.
I tend to overthink so I tend to over-love.
Iβm indecisive and stubborn, so when I tell you βI Love Youβ, I mean it and thatβs not changing.
Before I can even attempt to make a decision, I think of every reason not too.
I think of everything that it could go wrong.
I think of every scenario and possible outcome.
So when I tell you βI Love Youβ, you need to believe me because Iβve already thought of every reason not to.
My mind is always in rush hour traffic but when you reassure me, it becomes an empty highway at 2 A.M and your car is the only one on the road.
I know my thoughts can be overwhelming and a burden but if it wasnβt for them then I never would have had the chance to fall in love with those beautiful blue eyes.
Those racing thoughts kept my genuine love in a box, hidden in an untouched part of my heart.
It was kept hidden until we collided.
We collided and created an eternity.
I wrote your name in the stars.
I whispered your laugh into the wind.
I drew your smile into the sunshine.
I painted your hair into the night sky.
There is a piece of you everywhere I turn, thatβs the only way the darkness in my head clears up.
Iβve loved you since we collided but now Iβm giving you the key to the box.