I don't deserve you.
You're too good for me.
I'm not leaving.
Only you can.
And if that day ever comes, I'll understand. Completely.
One day, you'll realize you can do so much better.
You'll realize that beautiful boy, with a better voice, body, and personality... well, you can have it all easily at the snap of your fingers.
And you'll slowly forget what we ever meant. What we ever were.
And you won't be thinking of me, or how I feel. Because your decisions should be based on your own happiness.
It's what everyone does. You aren't the first person I've loved. Not the first who had such a low opinion of themselves and promised the same things I've promised.
I tell them the things they need to hear. The things about themselves that are true, but won't believe.
And once they start believing, they realize, "He's right. I am worth so much more than I thought."
They were settling for me. Something less than what they can have. Why have a coin of gold when you can have a diamond?
You'd think they'd remember.
But they don't.
No matter how much we go through, whoever I love, they leave it behind.
One day, maybe you'll remember the things we've talked about.
No one's proven me wrong. And I don't expect you to be the one to do so.
So everytime I hold you, and love you, I engrain it deeply.
Because the next day, you might realize just how beautiful you are.
And I'll be so happy to see you smile, knowing it.
You'll be gone. But I'll remember, and be glad you know your true worth.
Maybe on that day you make that decision for yourself.
I'm always holding my breath, because that's all I've ever known.
I don't blame them. I won't blame you either.