All Because I Love You Too Much

I've really done it this time, I always do. Every time I jump into it, every time I pray for a pause button on my real-time-remote, I leave my life jacket behind. Boundaries have no place in my life during times like these, blink and you might miss what I'm putting on display here. Welcome to the cards I have showing: it's a full house of fill-in-the-blanks, and I'm not quite sure what to pencil into any of them. Petals on flowers picked off one by one until I end up at "loves me, what?" Is this making sense yet, or am I as crazy as they've all made me out to be? When you find your sanity in someone else, it becomes increasingly harder to exist apart from them. Summer, please end.