Thoughts from Yesterday
The Mind of a Overthinker
My mind was heavy with many thoughts yesterday
I love the moments I get to spend with you, no matter what we end up doing
Taking a drive, spending time with your family, or just staying in bed together
I'm happily content as long as I'm with you
But one thing you said, sent my mind to a million places
How do you truly see me?
Who am I to you?
Who do you want me to be to you?
Do you still just see me as the girl I was when we first met 8 years ago?
Young, dumb, gullible, and falls in love easily.
Am I really just a friend to you?
One of the few people you trust, can rely on, and talk to about anything.
Friend turned lover?
I see the way you look at me sometimes, the way you touch me, and especially when you kiss me... when I know how you feel about the intimacy of kissing.
Do I mean more to you than you'll ever actually admit to me?
I know what it feels like when we're alone, but to hear you refer to me as just a friend or a "homie" to people really makes me feel conflicted.
It makes me question what I'm doing, why I come around, why I do everything that I do, why I feel the way I do, when it might just be one sided.
I know you tell me not to overthink things, I promise I really try not to.
But my heart tells me I need to brace myself, in case you decide again that you no longer want me...
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Mercedes Chavez
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By Mercedes Chavez2 years ago in Poets
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Gosh this was so freaking relatable! As if you were in my head!