we met when we were young. too little to understand the hardships of the world around us. i wish i could’ve told you right then to be you, don’t let anyone else change you. i’m so happy i have you now, baby, but i don’t know if i’m good for you. i’m a mess and you deserve someone so much better than me even though you have shown me time and time again that i’m enough. you are my everything and without you i would fall apart but you deserve someone so much better than me because i don’t feel like i’m enough. you say i make you happy and that i’m important to you, but is it forced? it’s okay if you don’t love me the way i love you because i will understand. i don’t love myself either. and although you may be the world to me, i am willing to sacrifice every part of me for your happiness. i love you, baby.