Overthinker

Yes, I

am an overthinker

I do everything too much I talk too much,

I love too much

I grieve too much

I am simply

too much

And that is exactly why

I am always alone

I read your eyes,

your gestures, the way you write

If something changes,

I notice it

immediately

Then I run through

ten thousand scenarios

Naturally, always the negative ones

You are the first and the last person I think about every

day The first person I want to tell when something good happens

And when something bad happens too

Maybe I am already way too far ahead

While for you, this is only the tip of the iceberg

I am afraid I am imagining a future with you

While you are simply enjoying the moment with me

You told me

you liked me

But you weren’t ready for a relationship You still wanted to get

to know yourself and live your life

I understand, I really do

But deep down,

I am afraid

That one day you will choose a different path And I won’t

be the person you choose

I see us in a field of flowers Happily talking and laughing

together Then I see you in someone else’s arms

Happy with him

My head, my gut

feeling, my fear Everything inside me says: let it go,

move on

And yet I can’t let go of you

Time can also become too much Uncertainty can start destroying you from

the inside Like a strawberry picked too early

Sour and bitter because it wasn’t ready

But leave it there for too long,

and it rots

I want to give you the time you need But I am

not willing to let myself rot in this uncertainty Maybe letting go

isn’t giving up on you

Maybe it is the first time I am choosing not to give

up on myself

I can’t make someone love me No matter how much love,

attention, or effort I give Something can be real and beautiful without

lasting forever My feelings certainly were Maybe I didn’t see your feelings

in your eyes Maybe I only saw the reflection of my own

feelings Not everything that feels right is right for us And not

everything we desperately want to hold on to Is meant to remain

in our hands

Maybe one day you will be ready to love

Only maybe, by then,

I won’t be the one waiting anymore

And the crazy thing is that back then,

I thought that was impossible

Today, it suddenly feels like a possibility