Is too much
My constant affection
Is suffocating
How I always say positive things and compliment you
Is creepy
That I like to always hug goodbye or peck your cheek on occasion, even in public
Is worthy of cringe and far too soppy
I know I’m too much
That I love too much
Feel too much
Care too much
Worry too much
That the way I love
Is too much
You tell me everyday
And it is hard
To stop feeling this way
To curb my impulses
Cut short my smiles
And care less
It is hard
To learn not to love
The way I love
But I am learning it non the less