I know you're busy and I should be patient,
but your absence always leaves me wanting more,
and to show you in how many ways you mean to me.
I leave you those messages to know,
how much I love you,
but sometimes I wonder if it's too much.
Do I talk a lot,
am I already pushing you away,
is there too many things I'm already saying,
do you really appreciate me,
am I really worth your time,
are you really accepting of me,
and everything I do?
These questions just come rushing in when you vanish,
and sometimes it's hard to manage,
myself left alone,
because you've always been my core,
and without you everything starts to feel cold,
so I feel the need to light that fire again,
by flooding you with my feelings,
and hoping you appreciate your significance to me,
but I don't want to pour so much onto you that you drown,
under the weight of my praise for you.
So I'm going to continue the only way I understand,
and that's present you with my deepest of sentiments,
without it seeming like an emotional brandish.
Our connection runs hard and deep,
and the thing I want most is to make it blossom,
so I'll try my best to not oversaturate,
the soil that we're walking on,
but sometimes that's difficult,
as longing makes the heart grow in it's devotion.