The girl who needed too much love -I

There was a girl, once upon a time. She needed too much love, always a lot more than her rightful share. Not that she wanted to keep it all hidden somewhere for herself. She returned all she got, many times over. And she wanted to keep giving. But to give a ton, she wanted her ounce. She wanted many ounces over. She wanted simply too much. And all her life, she kept wandering, thirsty for love, simmering from the insides in the heat of her unshared locked up passions. She died with her thirst quenched eventually by a flood of her own salt-less tears. Her greed had stolen their salt and given it to the wounds of her heart, so the heightened pain would finally consume her and end her anguish.