I cannot have a small, soft, gentle love

I see now that it oozes out of me like a broken faucet

There is no such thing as a small love for me

I've only ever known how to love like an approaching avalanche

Deep, intense, and so utterly resolute and exhaustive

I cannot seem to comprehend how the world does it so easily

Like loving someone isn't as fervent as it is

My heart is just too big for me to only give so little

It doesn't feel right to love so sparingly

Can I not love you with all that I am instead?