I can't help but laugh as I reflect on it all. Where do I even begin? Let me start by saying, I hope you had a wonderful day. That day, the one that's been replaying in my mind a million times, is still etched in my memory. I thought about you so much that I forgot to think about myself. Wait, hold on, come to think of it... I think I actually thought more about what I wanted, which means I thought more about myself than you. But no, I was more concerned about how you'd feel afterwards, not how I'd feel.

Fast forward to now, and we've come a long way from the sweet nothings of 'Hey darling' to the casual 'good morning'. So much has changed, and I can't help but feel like I've made a grave mistake. I want to ask questions, but I'm afraid it'll only make things worse. My mind is a battlefield, with a thousand voices and a million thoughts racing through it. Maybe I'm just an overthinker, or maybe I'm just thinking too much. Or maybe not."


© Eva Evans