I guess I think too much,
Because I have been hurt before,
And you know that..
I worry about the smallest little things.
Like who you talk to,
Because I've been trained my whole life to always be ready to get fucked over.
And you know that..
And yet, through every thought and insecurity, you find a way to help me,
To calm me down,
To tell me that you're going to stick by my side.
And you know that..
And I love that.
And I love you.
