I would've never thought the first time you texted me that we'll end up like this. You striked to me, like this annoying person who was trying to get into my closed space. I don't know how you did it by the way. Maybe someday when I have the patience I'll read our old conversations realize where I failed to keep you out. It doesn't matter anymore, because I want this and I want you. On the bad side, I hate this feeling, I feel like I'm depending on you too much, but on the bright side it's making me happy. A lot infact, I hate to admit it, but also love the fact that I'm addicted to you, and I'm acting like this foolish Teenager who fell in love for the first time. I don't know whats going to happen to us, but I really don't mind getting my heart broken by you. And I will give anything to keep you with me. I wish to dream again, all the silly things that I've wanted to do with my guy. I wish to love again with all my heart and not hold back. I wish to live the life that I've always fantasized about. I wish to do everything with you. I know I piss you off with my constant questioning about your loyalty and shit like that. I'll always have that insecurity within me. I hope it goes away someday, I really do. I know I think a lot, I can't help it. And I know I blabber shit and pointless things, that's just me. I don't know how to stop doing it. Maybe when I'm completely over my past, I might stop it. I really wish my insecurities don't screw up what we have right now. It's beautiful and I want to remember every moment of it. I want to keep these small reminders of everything that we did, so that I relive those moments whenever I wish. Do tell me when I become clingy or irritating, I wouldn't realize it, and I'll understand so don't worry. I don't want anything to be messed up between us. I want us to last, for a long long long time.
I love you guy, from the deepest and most darkest corners of my heart. I want to look at you and no one else, I want us to hold hands for a long time and when we grow old I want us to tell each other that we made it. Although I'd still say "poor you".
Will you put up with my madness, my drama, my cravings, my weirdness and temper tantrums, my anger, every detestable traits of mine and still love me? Because I will, today, tomorrow and all the days to come
Your girl.