“Sorry that was TMI” “Sorry that was a lot” “Sorry, I know I talk about it a lot” Have you ever thought that maybe it’s a privilege to be the person who gets to listen to you? Have you ever thought I’ve never once thought you were too much? Have you ever thought it actually makes my entire week just to know you still had a thought in your mind and wanted to share it to me, specifically? Have you ever thought that maybe you’re not too much to me, you’re not even just “enough”, you’re just you and that’s the only everything I’ve ever wanted from you?