Over-Thinking

I can feel your love slipping through my fingers every time we talk. We go from inseparable to barely speaking in a matter of days. 

Do you only care when it’s convenient? When you need someone to talk to in class? Maybe I’m simply over-thinking; over-analyzing. Maybe that’s just it. Or maybe I’m right. And you’re just too nice to say it to my face. 

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