Too Much Too Little Poem by Hontonnu Dominic

You want me to be fine
And you are far from being fine
You keep wanting when next i will call
You want to know if our sex life is okey
Please love don't put us under presure

You want me to ask the right question
When am not in ur brain
You want me to Sªγ̲̣̣̥ i love you
More than my heart says it
Please love don't presurise us

You want to know more
As if I'm hidding something
My phone has become your second phone
And no good calls beside you
Please dear don't choke us

You want me to always check things in with you
You want to know if we are perfect
Or we are falling off the grip
Pls dear don't kill this our
love with your over protective gun