Over and over-thinking,

I held you not long ago,

Staring at you unblinking,

Hoping you’d never let-go.

My arms, you fit perfectly,

Squeezed you and you squeezed harder,

Truth, I loved you earnestly,

In your breast felt safe harbor.

But I ruin everything,

I am my biggest loather,

I don’t deserve anything,

Except to know it’s over.