love me harder

i have a tendency to love so hard it kills me

why?

i just want that love poured back into me

because when it’s not

it makes me feel like i didn’t love hard enough

but i know that’s not true

the way people love is a reflection of them

that’s it

just a reflection

i’m an observer

i notice patterns

and it’s heartbreaking sometimes

my brain files information about other people until i get a storage almost full notification

it’s priceless information to have

but i must burn some of it to free up space in my own head

but when i leave my head

and go into my heart

i will never stop loving

every time

a rebellious act

in a world gone numb

i’m still here

feeling everything