Sometimes I am clinging. Sometimes I am so overly baring that not even I want to be around me. Sometimes I care way too much about someone I just met. And sometimes I get overly attached way to fast.

But all this means is that I love so incredibly much and with my whole being. I will give my all to a complete stranger, just because they are around. I will constantly text because I don’t want you to forget I am always here. I will always want to be around you, as much as possible, because I know how much it sucks to be alone.

I often mistake my actions for being weak and “too much”. But I am not weak, I am caring. I am not “too much”, I am just enough.

I am me. I care, and I love, and I am not afraid of it. Not anymore.

All I can think, if I can love so many people this much, just imagine how much I will love someone who accepts me and loves me too.