Thinking

Thinking is my great strength and my greatest bane.

I think to much. I take everything so seriously. I think and give serious thought to all, even when no thought should be given. I even make simple matters more complicated.

I think a lot. Where before I used to think so much about the past. Now I find myself stuck in the future. I see the future I want. I see who I want it with. I want it with wonderful.

And my mind is always thinking about us. The future. What in the future don't u see?

Everything for one. I can't see the future. Unless I do. But then I can't tell if it'd be real or not.

I think. Maybe I shouldn't be in the future. Maybe I should focus on the now.

The present. She is a gift. Is it my flaw to have this trouble of remaining in the now. I've done it before. But there is always more problems to fix.

But I suppose there might still be problems in the now. Even ones I don't see.

I can't stop thinking. I can't. I have to think of something always. It's a madness that never ends. For peace I'll think about holding wonderful in my arms. Yet it's still the future. Since she still away.

I wait patiently for her. The future comes. And I keep thinking about the steps. I want that future. With the right thinking. I'll walk the steps to my path.

Yet no matter what.

I'll always been thinking.