Love.

I love you.

You're perfect to me.

- Could you please tell me what the fuck is perfect about me? That I'm jealous, questioning, full of fears, that I-
- Yes.

You're all I ever wanted.




...and still, I just can't get through my head what the hell is so great about me. Why he loves me and not someone else. There're so many better girls than me.. prettier, funnier, whatever.. I'm not 'arguing' against his loving me, obviously, but.. why me? Why not someone else? I don't get it. I know I'm quite crazy and abnormal, no-one can deny that.. but that doesn't make me worth of him or of his love. I'm jealous, complicated, impatient, lazy, boring, & so much more.. why and how can he not just bear with me, but actually want me?