I Love Thee Too Much - Poem by Sherry Painter
Love thee for who they are,
Love thee for who they can be,
Love thee from who they become,
But for all that I do,
I get shot in the heart,
Time and time again
And left there to put myself together
I love thee too much,
How can that be?
It is possible,
I do it every time you decide to come around,
And every time I let you come inside
Even though I now its not going to end well
Why? Why do I keep letting this happen?
Because I love you
And because I love thee to much,
And its killing me
And my heart, its such a mess, the scar tissue is built up so thick...
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