Ex-ces-sive

I don’t want to write about love

I don’t want to write about butterflies in your stomach

I don’t want to write about the 2 seconds before your first kiss

I don’t want to write about those moments where it’s just you and nobody else in the entire world

I don’t want to write about Paris

I don’t want to write about that special one

I don’t want to write about that one person who is always on your mind

I don’t want to write about that one person who knows what you are going to say before you even say a word

I don’t want to write about love

Because love is excessive