The idea of being in love with you doesn't phase me at all. Loving you comes so naturally. The only thing I'm afraid of is you not letting yourself like me, or someone like me, because your standards just aren't met.
I'm good, but not good enough. I mean, I get it, but sometimes you really just need to let love find you, instead of you chasing it.
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A Jumbled Collective
Non-FictionThis is a collective of various journal entries and random pieces.
