You’re too much”, he said. “You talk too much, love too much, feel too much. And I don’t know what to do with your muchness”.<br /><br />“Just love me”, she whispered. “I’ll always be too much. I know I talk too much but most of the times I’m talking about you. I know I love too much but that’s the only way I know how to love. I also know I feel too much but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Because in my muchness is my soul and when I love, I love with all my soul. So love me with everything you have. Love me and my muchness even if it’s too much for you.

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