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.”