Surviving Heartbreak

Love Small

I don't know how to love small,

It's not a language I speak,

You see, my heart, it overflows,

Giving all it can, and more.

To family, to friends, to you,

I am boundless in my care,

When my heart decides to love,

It does so without restraint.

You asked me to love you less,

To trim the edges of my affection,

And I stood, confused,

For how can I carve a piece of what is whole?

I cannot love in fragments,

Or offer only slivers of my soul,

I'd rather walk away,

Than be asked to shrink the love I hold.

—MistakenGenius