Overthinker

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I'm nothing compared.
Baby,
you've got it together and I can barely stay breathing for twenty-four hours.
You're too good for me.
Too good.
And I don't know how to catch up.
So I just sit here,
falling behind and not knowing what to do about it.
You can only love a person so much until they don't love you back anymore...

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