He left me because i was too much
because my heart is too big for his hands to carry
and he can’t help but long for the role of the carrier
the one that helps
the one that cares
the role i behold.
He told me i was too lovely,
he didn’t realize he just made me the biggest compliment i could ever receive.
Being lovely, being friendly- that’s what i live for
the world is dark itself
so why shouldn’t i try to light it up by smiling at strangers
and forgiving the lost ones
they say too much is the baddest thing anyone could be
being too anything is nothing you could want
in my head, being too much has its own kind of beauty.