Talk Too Much.

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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