Too Much: Two identical seashells, two oceans apart
I loved you too much to love you in the mellow way you needed to be loved; I held on too tight to be able to see the hollow point of your heart, gasping for space, bending from the excessive weight I instilled in simple things; And I depended on you too much for the cute, crazed thai girl that you are, and forgot to be your splendid, carefree soldier, your messai of new and exciting things: If only I could have loved you like you said: “Not TOOOO much! but for a very long time.”