poetry This is me

I hear quarrels between my heart and mind,

Each saying it's was the other who killed me last night,

But my soul says I over loved,

He says I took a girl and gave her my life,

I made her a priority when I was so young

And like no other person, I gave her time.

Listening to our conversation

My lungs said,

I over loved and he saw it was a poison,

He said it's in my blood because Everytime I love I always get so attached,

I've loved u with my all ,

But you broke me with one call,

I loved to the point I lost myself and became what you wanted,

I just wanted you to stay

And give us your best,

We will be forever you said,

And I was sure about that girl,

Now I just hope to heal my mind,

Pick up the pieces and fix my heart,

The problem is I over loved.