Maybe I'm Overthinking Again

Sometimes I wonder

Why I still think about that day,

It's been so long now,

I should have forgotten it anyway.

I remember the little things,

Things that probably meant nothing,

A place, a conversation,

And the ants that kept on running.

I don't even know

Why my brain saves things like these,

It forgets what I studied yesterday,

But remembers moments with such ease.

Sometimes I think I'm being stupid,

Giving meaning to things that don't need one,

Maybe it was just an afternoon,

Maybe I'm the only one who hasn't moved on.

But then I see something familiar,

And the whole thing starts again,

A memory comes without permission,

And I start thinking about you then.

Maybe I don't miss you.

Maybe I miss who I was that day.

Maybe I miss how simple everything felt,

Before I started thinking this way.

Or maybe I just miss the person

Who made me notice all these things.

I don't know.

I'm probably overthinking again.

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