Sometimes I just run out of words for showing you how much you mean to me. It's not easy, you know, loving you. I have to cope with your indifferences, your rudeness (yes, you're rude), your selfishness, and so on. Yet, I can't help but falling in love with you every day.
Sometimes I'm afraid I may be exaggerated. It's just me. When I fall in love with someone, I put all my heart into it. Sometimes I may be annoying and very very protective. It's just my way of loving you; I hope you're not bored. I do hope I could make it less, you know, my protectiveness. My insecurity. Yes. I'm afraid of losing you. THAT MUCH.
Sometimes I feel like I want to explode and just give up holding you. Sometimes I feel like I deserve more than the way you treat me, but that's just not how love works. I realize I need to remember, that to love someone is to give, not to expect. Sometimes I get too busy expecting your attention, that I forget to give you mine. Sometimes I get too busy whining for what you don't do instead of appreciating what you have done to me.
I will fight for you until I'm tired. I will fight for you until I don't feel anything towards you, which I hope never happen.
I always want you to be happy, you know. No matter what.
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