The Untouchables

I woke up this morning in a weird way. I can't quite comprehend why I'm the way I am. I understand I do things because I desire them, but what if my desires shouldn't happen? I'm happy there, right there, with all those pillows on the ground - but should this be?I don't know what to do, or how to understand. Funny thing is, I don't have to think about it. My problem exactly is that I over think my situations, and read into them deeper than need be. I over analyze like any woman does, and feel the tug to try and clearly map out my predicament. It's pointless. It's an easy road right now, maybe due to loneliness, but I can't stop laughing when with him. He gets my belly going, and I find it difficult to come to a halt. I care about him, guess thats better than not caring at all.