You're too much. You know that? You're just too much for me. I think I've finally taken in enough of you.

Maybe not. But I feel like I'm always 99% there. Maybe if I get that final 1% I'll do better.

You know what I've been thinking about this whole time? How nice it was back before you stepped back in fear and tossed it away.

Now I'm not so sure how I never remembered these times, when you stepped all over my feelings. Thanks for reminding me.

It's too easy for you, it seems.