You used to be overwhelming. You know that. But I never told you. Because I didn't want you to change. I wanted you to feel passionate about things. I wanted you to show that you cared about something. You used to be overwhelming about me. You'd talk and talk and you'd talk about me. To me. And you explained it once. That you get so excited and passionate. Just about talking about me. That you talk faster and your heart races. And you just get so excited.
I never wanted to stifle that in you. I wanted you to always show that you were serious about something. That you were excited or passionate about it. I never wanted you to think that your feelings for something was overwhelming to me. I never wanted you to feel like you couldn't be honest with me and show me your feelings and thoughts and emotions. I wanted to know when something meant something to you. So I never told you. But you tell me all the time. And I have yet to know why. You haven't told me how. And it makes me feel terrible. That I can't be serious or passionate about anything to you. For fear of overwhelming you with my thoughts. It's an awful feeling. And I'm glad I never did it to you. You used to like when I showed emotion about stuff or was serious about what I was talking about. You used to like the same things in me that I did in you. And you don't now. And I get in your state how it could be overwhelming sometimes. And I appreciate you saying that you're overwhelmed. And I do try to take it back a little bit. But if you ever read this. Just know that it does hurt. But I do try. I try to be less forward with my thoughts and feelings. When you say it I try to be calm. It just isn't easy. And it does hurt.
