Too Much

came to see you, brought nothing above my head except my tongue. what a bloody mess i made, and you, so kind as always, make me feel like i'm in love - like my mind is numb. you must think i'm so dumb. you're an ocean to me; a small ocean to me, still too big to see. i know i say too much, but i do so love what you do. and i'm not cool. if i could say just one more thing: there's more here than i think you're seeing. insignificant, like i'm young again. you make me so unsure. i think i could be just like you; we're not so different, are we? i know i say too much. you must just think i'm insincere, but i want nothing from you.