Elastic

I will love you like a big elastic band would,
Holding you but not constraining,
I will be like a giant paper clip
Keeping all your bits connected.
I will be a sheet of paper
On which you write your  thoughts.
I will be a curtain on your window
To shade you from the glare.
I will be a briefcase that you hold in your hand.
But I refuse to be a wastepaper basket.
To hold your garbage.
I do have my limits
Though they are elastic.
But even elastic is not infinitely stretchy.
And neither am I