Falling in love with her fucking sucked. She made me feel like myself and I didn't know who I was to begin with. She stole my heart with the simplest smile. She allowed me to be imperfect, she accepted my mistakes. Falling in love with her was dreadful. She made me want to do things I never wanted to do before I met her. I wanted to take long walks on beaches with her. I never wanted to be around someone as much as I wanted to be with her. She was different. She was on my mind non stop and I hated it. I hated the thought of someone having so much control over the way I felt. She cared for me and supported me. She reassured me when I needed it and never failed to remind me of my value to her. The thought of losing her made my stomach turn into knots and filled my head with thoughts I couldn't bare. It made me sick. I was sick, I was falling dangerously in love with someone who I never imagined would be of such importance to me. I allowed her into my life and she helped me grow, she argued with me over things I didn't want to understand. I upset her and almost lost her, but I realized falling in love with her saved me. She nurtured me and wanted the best for me. Falling in love with her sucked, but being in love with her is the best feeling in the world.
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