The realization that my love is too much for you.
Not because you are not enough.
Believe me, you are.
More than enough.
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But it is not you.
It is what I have for you.
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I want to give you everything your heart desires.
I will cross oceans for you. Run through flames for you.
I'll give you the last piece of our favorite meal, just so you can have more.
I'll smile knowing I have given you all of me, even if that means I have none.
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Believe me, it's not you.
It is what I have for you.
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This thing. This love.
It's just too much, and I am afraid you will not be able to endure it.
It's like fitting a square peg into a circular hole.
It wouldn't fit. Not today. Not in any lifetime.
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And it is not your fault. It is just the way you are.
And we cannot do anything about it.
So believe me when I say, it is not you.
It is what I have for you.
What I Have For You
by Matthew Spades
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