I fell for you so quickly it seems.
I love you so much.
I love every quirky smile or sad puppy dog eyes you give me.
Every time I see you, hear you, think of you, I fall a little more.
But with that love also comes fear.
It would be so easy for you to crush my heart.
It was so hard for me to give it to you, and if you do something wrong to it, I don't think I'll ever be able to give it again.
I've given it to the wrong person so many times.
Too many times.
You think I would've learned by now.
I hope I've learned by now, I hope you will be better.
I've worked so hard with you.
To push away my anxiety and fear.
To just love you, and trust you.
It's been so hard for me to overcome that.
I am still struggling over it.
I don't know if I'm reading too far into things, are they're just coincidences.
I'm scared I'm going to lose you.
You might still love me, but you'll extend your heart or body to another person.
We chose each other, not other people.
Please, please don't do this to me.
