Overthinker

If only people were more honest with each other – now imagine the poetry in that.

I think I fell in love with her, a little bit. Isn’t that dumb? But it was like I knew her. Like she was my oldest, dearest friend. The kind of person you can tell anything to, no matter how bad, and they’ll still love you, because they know you. I wanted to go with her. I wanted her to notice me. And then she stopped walking. Under the moon, she stopped. And looked at us. She looked at me. Maybe she was trying to tell me something; I don’t know. She probably didn’t even know I was there. But I’ll always love her. All my life.

People get drunk They hook up with the wrong person And pretend to be okay People act tough And get mad People will do anything to distract their heart. They will do anything to distract it from missing someone.

Relax. You will become an adult. You will figure out your career. You will find someone who loves you. You have a whole lifetime; time takes time.

If I have learned anything over this last year it’s that you have to live your own life too so that if something we hoped for doesn’t work out, you still have two legs to stand on, you still have your own path.

I’m slowly learning that some people aren’t good for me, no matter how much I love them.

I mean, I have the feeling that something in my mind is poisoning everything else.