Written about current romantic situation, or lack thereof anyway.

Thinks too much

As long as I’m me
I’ll be thinking too much
Dragging out memories
Weighing everything up

What came first?
The hurt or the hurt back?
And did the love come before and after?
Or just before?

Too much time alone
Thinking over everything
It’s supposed to be good to think
But you can think too much

I’m good at it, see how
I twist it all around
I bring myself to the brink of tears
By thinking through everything

A bad thing has happened
And now it can only get worse
This is what I think to myself
When I’m alone

And since I’m alone so much
I guess I think too much
Far too often
And expect the bad to get worse

A person who uses her brain
Should be admired from afar
She’s too much of a pain
Up close

Thinks too much
Twists herself up
Eyes start stinging, salty
Rivulets carve her face

And life just got worse
Through thinking too much
You say nothing at all
But she reads the truth

Thinking too much
Is a bad idea