Fucking obsessive self-doubt.
Do I like her too much? Does she feel the same way? Am I putting forth too much effort? Is it unappreciated? Unwanted, even? Am I investing too much of myself? Am I opening myself up to heartache? Am I just a way to pass the time? Does she think of me when I'm not around? Want me? Need me? Does she want someone else? Am I too crazy? Am I expecting too much?
Shut up, brain! Stop thinking; everything is going to be ok.
Disclaimer: The preceding expresses the author's emotions at a specific point in time, and is not meant to describe any permanent state of mind.
Do I like her too much? Does she feel the same way? Am I putting forth too much effort? Is it unappreciated? Unwanted, even? Am I investing too much of myself? Am I opening myself up to heartache? Am I just a way to pass the time? Does she think of me when I'm not around? Want me? Need me? Does she want someone else? Am I too crazy? Am I expecting too much?
Shut up, brain! Stop thinking; everything is going to be ok.
Disclaimer: The preceding expresses the author's emotions at a specific point in time, and is not meant to describe any permanent state of mind.
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And, it was the same thing, just in an awkward wording.