The Musings Of An Overthinker

I like you… more than I planned to.
More than I meant to.

I don’t know how I wound up here –
heart racing,
snippets of you on loop in my head.

We laugh like nothing’s changing.

But it is.

And I feel it.

…you slipping away from me.

I’m scared to reach for you.
Scared I’ll ruin whatever’s left.

So I stay here, on this side of the space,
pretending I don’t notice how loud you’ve gotten in my head.

You and I.

Brief.
Fleeting.
Maybe already gone.