truth is,
i love you.
i love the fact that your completely ****** up,
because i can relate.
truth is, everytime i tell you to go off and find someone better,
it kills me, because im so scared you will.
your everything.
theres no one better than you.

to be honest,
i think i've fallen.
fallen into the thought of being inlove with you.
it scares me that you know whats going on.
all the things i've told you.
all the things i've said, running through my head, over and over.
im so ******* scared you'll leave me, the go blabbering to everyone about how ****** i actually am.
you'll say that im acting or something.

i love you.
i do.
and i know it sounds stupid.
but i need you.
i need you to keep me sane.