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Overthinking

My mind is always in rush hour traffic polluted with the over analyzation of every scenario in the world.

There is an internal war going on, my mind is whispering sweet nothing to my heart and she develops a crack with every word.

My heart is a broken hour glass, slowly spilling out sand with each new fracture.

My eyes are heavy and red, they flinch with the sting of each new tear.

I’m tired but the rush hour traffic that are my thoughts keep me up for hours.

I can never make a decision by myself so if I do, it’s not changing.

I’m stubborn.

The roof of my mouth is covered in self doubt.

My tongue is seared with empty promises I consumed from others.

My mind used to be an empty highway at 2 A.M and that’s how my tongue got seared.

With every promise that became broken, with every future plan that turned to dust, my tongue stung a little more.

With every lie and betrayal, I began to question everything a little more.

I was used as a doormat so much that the “WELCOME” on me faded away.

As the “WELCOME” faded, overwhelming thoughts intruded.

I tend to overthink so I tend to over-love.

I’m indecisive and stubborn, so when I tell you “I Love You”, I mean it and that’s not changing.

Before I can even attempt to make a decision, I think of every reason not too.

I think of everything that it could go wrong.

I think of every scenario and possible outcome.

So when I tell you “I Love You”, you need to believe me because I’ve already thought of every reason not to.

My mind is always in rush hour traffic but when you reassure me, it becomes an empty highway at 2 A.M and your car is the only one on the road.

I know my thoughts can be overwhelming and a burden but if it wasn’t for them then I never would have had the chance to fall in love with those beautiful blue eyes.

Those racing thoughts kept my genuine love in a box, hidden in an untouched part of my heart.

It was kept hidden until we collided.

We collided and created an eternity.

I wrote your name in the stars.

I whispered your laugh into the wind.

I drew your smile into the sunshine.

I painted your hair into the night sky.

There is a piece of you everywhere I turn, that’s the only way the darkness in my head clears up.

I’ve loved you since we collided but now I’m giving you the key to the box.

-Sloane (aka sophia g)

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i wish you kinder, softer days that put your heart at ease

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i am a private person who doesn’t like talking about their life but who also compulsively overshares at any given opportunity. hope that helps

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-Diaries, 1910-1923 by Franz Kafka

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-Diaries, 1910-1923 by Franz Kafka

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“Solitude is dangerous. It’s very addictive. It becomes a habit after you realize how peaceful and calm it is. It’s like you don’t want to deal with people anymore because they drain your energy.”

— Jim Carrey

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