Overdone
I'm an overdoer.
I overeat, overachieve, over-care, over-satiate, overestimate, and overlook.
If I taste something delicious, I eat until I can't endure.
If I feel something sensual, I wrap myself within it until I can hardly breathe.
When I see an awe-inspiring view, I drink with my eyes until the tears flow free.
When I hear a song that makes me resonate with feeling, I listen over and over again until it hurts to hear.
The most amazing aromas bring me to fits of asthmatic confusion.
My ecstatic nature often causes others to look elsewhere for a topic.
It's just the experiences that I so adore!
I want to bathe in them!
I want my skin to be aflame with the never ending wonder they create.
I want to feel your lips on my neck, as I drink your words with my eager ears.
I want to stare into the depth of your soul, as you reassure me that "this is for real."
Is it any wonder that I often drown in my own messes?
That I wallow and fidget until I've worn away that which was enjoyable?
It's inevitable that you, too, will feel this way about me..
As I wear upon your consciousness,
and I smother you in my excitement,
and I hurt you with my disappointment...
I overeat, overachieve, over-care, over-satiate, overestimate, and overlook.
If I taste something delicious, I eat until I can't endure.
If I feel something sensual, I wrap myself within it until I can hardly breathe.
When I see an awe-inspiring view, I drink with my eyes until the tears flow free.
When I hear a song that makes me resonate with feeling, I listen over and over again until it hurts to hear.
The most amazing aromas bring me to fits of asthmatic confusion.
My ecstatic nature often causes others to look elsewhere for a topic.
It's just the experiences that I so adore!
I want to bathe in them!
I want my skin to be aflame with the never ending wonder they create.
I want to feel your lips on my neck, as I drink your words with my eager ears.
I want to stare into the depth of your soul, as you reassure me that "this is for real."
Is it any wonder that I often drown in my own messes?
That I wallow and fidget until I've worn away that which was enjoyable?
It's inevitable that you, too, will feel this way about me..
As I wear upon your consciousness,
and I smother you in my excitement,
and I hurt you with my disappointment...