I love you. But I love me too.
And I’m independent. And I don’t need you.
I must remain this way as to not lose your admiration, your attraction.
I must love with all my heart yet not give my heart away.
I must stay strong and rely on myself alone.
But I’m in love with you.
And I do want to get lost in you… forget who I am.
I want your soul to hold mine.
I want you near when we’re apart.
I want to touch your heart like no one has before.
And I want forevers. And never letting go.
I want your love. I need real love.
Can’t that be strength?
Would it scare your admiration off?
Or allow your attraction to fade?
Because in my romantic mind, there is no such thing as loving you too much.