Saturday, January 27, 2018

The constant struggle of an over thinker

I love you and I’m so afraid 
It’s like a darkness constantly creeping in 
A haze, that gets thicker and thicker
Until all I can see is the worry 
All that is there is the blind panic 
That I’ll say something wrong and make you mad 
That I’ll ask you if we’re okay one too many times 
Till you’re annoyed and you’ve had enough 
I’m terrified, that maybe they were right 
Maybe my inner voice is right 
I’m too difficult to love 
I mess up too much 
I’m too complicated 
And needy 
And overwhelming
And you’re going to finally feel it
And leave. 
I’m afraid to ask for reassurance, 
I don’t want to be annoying, 
so I don’t.
And the fear grows.
But you see, it’s a cycle where
Neither choice has a positive outcome. 
So round and round I go on this nightmare of a ride 
But somewhere deep,
In the center of my guarded heart, 
There’s this frightful sliver of hope that maybe you could 
Potentially 
Love me enough to never feel that way. 
To never give up, 
Or call it quits. 
But I’m also petrified because - 
I don’t know how to tell if you love me that much 
I don’t even know if it’s possible to love me that much. 

After all, I’m too hard to love. 

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