Thursday

This Will Do

If you're going to fall in love wimme, it's only fair that you know what you are falling in love with.

You are falling in love with my  insecurities and my obsession with trying to figure out what everyone thinks of me. You are falling in love with my immaturity, my constant need to feel loved and appreciated, my overactive tear ducts and my internet obsession. You are also falling in love with my troubled past, and my hopes and dreams, and how I'm a hopeless romantic at heart.

If you fall in love with me, you fall in love with my self-hate and all my inperfection and my perception that nobody could ever love me. You are falling in love with the way my eyes will smile when I'm with you, the way I'll text you in the mornings just telling you I hope you have a great day. You're falling in love with the occasionally humorous and thought-provoking things I'll say, and the way I'd blush when people ask me about you.


But to me, the most important thing will be that you are falling in love with me despite me thinking that it is impossible.