My Friend; The Over-Thinker Poem by Jake Lombardi

My Friend; The Over-Thinker



'Man, I think I'm in love with her',
Said the over-thinker
The steadiness in his voice
Says he's really serious

His focused eyes stare
Into a passionate abyss
Where he only looks down
At a foreign bliss

I hear him call it love
From his pit far below
I asked him when he found out
He said 'about a year and a half ago'

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