too much

There are times when I think too much.

Times when I eat too much.

Times when I know too much.

Times when I do too much but don’t ever really do enough for any particular person place or thing.

One thing is for certain though.

Searching for you is almost as exhausting as searching for myself.

But never…not ever….will that be too much.

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