Too Much

A warm, slightly bold admission that you don't want to play games anymore. The endless “let's do it later” and “what if it's not worth it” turn into annoying noise when everything is obvious: you feel the pull, the excitement, the tingling inside. A little chaos, a few dreams about diamonds that are too big and beds that you never got to lie in for days on end... But in the end, it all boils down to one simple desire - not to complicate things. To say out loud that “it's not too much.” And to stay with that, without running away or leaving things unsaid.