I love you?

To believe in you is to be in doubt.

It swirls in front of me.

Last time I believed you, was with only a smile you created for me.

Is it okay to be overthinking as much as I do?

As much as I do everyday, stressing.

Behind a closed door ready to lock itself with insanity.

I was and will always be in the present time filled with some sort of doubt,

over things you promise me.

Who should I believe.

You or Me?