You mean a lot to me. I treat you like a king , someone that deserves only the best , the little things. I give you paragraphs , poems , letters. Anything to show you my love. I need you more than anyone else. You bring parts of me out that I didn't know were there, you blow my insecurities away. You can be sweet and kind , funny and weird. You play video games and read books , don't care what people think. You're confident and outgoing. All your thoughts about yourself are full of hate and I don't understand. I don't understand what's to hate, your personality is perfect, the one I've been looking for. You have the features I like but that's just a plus. You help me and understand without me having to explain like I have to to other people. It's like we're the same person, just different genders. As cheesy as it sounds, you complete me and give me clarity.
