Let me tell you what it's like to love too much. Each morning, you get up hoping that you won't build a home in the wrong person this time, hoping that you won't give your heart to people who should learn to serve it. You hurt more than others, but you've become used to it by now, because you know that feeling this much is better than not feeling at all. You hand fragments of your soul to everyone you care for, in hope that they will cherish them, in hope that they will care in return. And when they don't care, you crave for layers of yourself that you will never get back-leaving your soul half-empty, leaving you feeling alone. But still, your heart is too big and manages to forgive those who never valued you. And each day, you continue to spill love into the cracks of other people's hearts. Because you know just what it's like to not be loved in return, because you've been in the same place as them before.