Overwhelming

It stifles me - the heavy breathing down my neck. I feel the force of your love overwhelming in its intensity and it stifles me. You think you know me but you love a memory, and you mould and cajole until it materialises into tangible reality, but it stifles me. You said I would fly yet you clip my wings and contain me. You speak my words and you restrain me. You rock me this way and that, and it unsettles me. You stifle me with good intention. You say you love me but forgot to mention that I would drown in this adoration, struggling for air as it stifles me. This deluge has overcome me and I am falling from my pedestal, falling from grace, I must escape, because it stifles me.