It’s when you know you shouldn’t feel a certain way,
but it’s like you have to.
And no matter how much you try to justify it,
you know you can’t deny what your heart feels.
And it hurts and you want to be mad, and confused, and not care.
Because we have to over analyze.
We crave the act of overthinking.
We look at everything we’ve ever wanted and say to ourselves,
“No, that’s not for me.”
We say it because we’re scared, because we’re sad, because we’re impatient, or we seem undeserving.
And we go about our lives like we never saw it in the first place.
I think that’s why so many people question their choices.
Why we end so many kisses with question marks or ellipses,
instead of periods or exclamation marks.
Humans make things very complicated for one another.
All I want is to touch your skin.
But I can’t.
And for that, I am very sorry.