Looking at you,
Making me wonder,
How much I don’t know,
And want to know about you.
It is inevitable,
You are painted
Across my mind,
Throughout the days.
I could not get you
Out of my mind,
Perhaps, you are
Really the one.
Oops.
Shit.
My mind is doing the talking,
I must hide them from my actions.
No.
It’s too late.
Letting my mind speak
Is akin to having me taking actions.
Although I tried to suppress it,
I bet you feel something unusual.
Or…
Am I just overthinking?
I don’t know.
I don’t know.
And I don’t want to know.
I just want to stop knowing.
Please.
I hope…
No. Please. Stop.
Just stop.
Or else it would not be pretty,
At all.
But…
No buts,
Just accept it,
Stop day-dreaming,
Focus on what you are doing now.
Things will fall into place,
Naturally.
Be patient.
Do not rush.
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Shhh…
Zzz…
Struck.
The Rush.
Sigh. (June Goals)
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