I have no clue

Number one

When I initially wrote this I called it 'Idk yet'. Enjoy this crap...

There are many things we want to say

Though sometimes those words are lost in the endless length of time

And sometimes actions are never done

For overthinking comes and whispers bitter, little doubts

At first they are small, as easy to dismiss as a fly on fruit in the summer

However, they soon come back in such a way as a boomerang does, yet somehow they are stronger

Where did this strength come from?

The question is always unanswered, left to ponder later

Instead the doubt crushes any confidence

And what is left is fear and anxiety

Fear of ruining someones else's happiness 

Or fear of someone else ruining your happiness

Which is why, in the end, some things are left unsaid or undone and are instead lost to time

All at the expense of your own mental health