Ever had a time when you thought too much and overanalyzed everything?
Your head is so full of thoughts your eyes start to look empty.
You can’t pinpoint it.
There’s no space for water pass through those pebbles of thoughts in your head.
It’s called love.
It’s your light side that your dark side can’t acknowledge.
It’s so light, it’s too bright, and you can’t see right.
You can’t see any shadows your devil can hide in.
Your dark side is disturbed.
It feels too light.
Your devil feels nauseous.
Then you see the twinkle in her eyes.
And finally, you can lick your lips and think she knows I like her.
And she’s okay with it.
I think she likes me back.