I have been told I have a tendency to love hard
So I’ll try to love you gently,

The kind you can rest your head knowing I’ll still be here in the morning
I’ll be careful,
Because I know the past hasn’t treated you as well as our present will

I always find myself trying to find myself
And I’m not confident every day
So I hope it means more when I confidently say I love you

I struggle with insecurities
I won’t project this onto you

I will not make it your duty to show me how to love myself
I only ask that you love me in the way you do

Honestly, I'm obsessed with the sky
But I look at you and wonder how satisfied God must feel, having painted something more beautiful than sunsets