chapter 2

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Too Much

Do you remember the first time you were called anoying?
how your breath stopped short in you chest
The way the light drained form your eyes, the thought you know your cheeks were ablaze
The way your throat tightened as you tried to form an argument that got lost on your tounge?
Your eyes never left the floor that day 
You were 13.

You're 20 now, and I still see the light fade form your eyes when you talk about you interests for "To long"
apologies littering every other sentence
words trailing off a cliff you haven't jumped from in 7 years
I could listen to you forever, thought I know speaking for more than 3 uninterrupted minutes makes you anxious
All I want you to know is that you deserve to heard
for 3 minutes
for 10 minutes
for 2 hours
forever

There will be people who cannot handle you grace, your beauty, your wisdom, your heart
mostly because they can't handle their own but you will never be and never been
"To Much"

                                                                 - Tyler Ford

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