I tend to overthink, I'm a professional overthinker... I'm afraid...I'm afraid of losing you, afraid of you realizing I'm not the one, afraid of just being a pastime... I love your smile and I like it more when it reaches your eyes... I liked it more when it reached your eyes... I know it's been a hard time lately but I can't help to overthink... I don't kiss you the same, with that intensity, or passion, I just kiss you with little pecks hoping you understand the meaning behind those small affection, I don't want to overwhelm you, I just want you to know I'm there, trying to help