If you are going to fall in love with me,
It’s only fair that you know what you are falling
in love with.
You are falling in love with my insecurities,
And my obsession with trying to figure out what
everyone thinks of me.
You are falling in love with my immaturity,
My constant need to feel loved and appreciated,
My overactive tear ducts, my internet obsession,
And my tendency to jump to conclusions.
You fall in love with my troubled past,
My unrealistic hopes and dreams,
And the fact that I seriously believe they could
come true.
You fall in love with my wild temper,
My illogical thought process,
And how I’m a hopeless romantic at heart,
despite my feminist views. If you fall in love
with me,
You fall in love with my self-hate, all my
imperfections,
And my perception that nobody could ever love
me.
You fall in love with the history that has caused
me to think this way. But you are also falling in
love with the way my eyes will smile when I’m
with you, The way I’ll text you in the mornings
just to tell you I hope you have a great day, And
at night, to wish you sweet dreams.
You’re falling in love with the occasionally
thought-provoking things I say, And the silly
things I do in an attempt to see you smile.
You are falling in love with the way I blush
when people ask me about you, And how I’ll
hold your hand, even if we’re fighting.
But to me, the most important thing will be that
you are falling in love with me, Despite my
thinking that it is impossible.

::::: PK ♥MâĎĎÝ :::::

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