Too Much

I was always blaming myself
Even though I knew I didn’t do anything wrong.
I would tell myself that I’m too much,
I'm too lovey, too clingy, too needy
Too much of everything that I thought you loved.
I mean you did fall in love with me knowing I was like that.
That I would want a hug whenever I walked by you,
Or that when we are in the car I would want to hold your hand.
I guess we were together so long that I didn’t notice
that we stopped doing all those things 
that became to be too much for you
I blamed myself because I should of saw it coming
when you would make little jokes 
that i I’m too clingy
and that you needed your space
but you never use to want your space
because we always shared that space
and it started to get worse
and you were just gone
and i was home being too much all by myself
too sad, too lost, too confused
I started to realize that maybe i am just too much.
Too much for anyone.
Too much for myself.
Too much for this world.