I can be complicated and confusing
I contradict myself and my feelings can sometimes be fragile
I never finish things that I start, I eat way too much ice cream, and I can often be inconsistent
I can be naïve, paranoid, self-critical, unrealistic, and needy
But these things don’t scare you
I don’t have to hide my craziness or irrational thought processes from you
You know me
And yet, you do not run
Everything that I am tells me that you are a dream
That you are a figment of my imagination that I have constructed in my head
That you will change your mind
But you don’t leave. You promise me that you won’t
And finally I am learning to believe you.