I’m afraid. I’m afraid that you are going to end up like everyone else that has ever left me. I’m afraid that one day you aren’t going to see the quirky little things I do as endearing or cute, but rather annoying and obnoxious. I’m afraid that you won’t see the things I say and do as you do now, that you will eventually grow annoyed of me. I’m afraid that you’ll see my flaws for what they are, disgusting. I’m afraid that you’ll up and leave just like they all do. please don’t leave me
So here’s the problem. I may like you more than I ever intended to. To be honest, I may even love you and that’s not good. That’s not good because I’ve lived this story all too many times. The longer you stay, the more convinced ill be that you’ll stick around long enough to see where this goes. Though, that’s not the truth. You’ll leave. They all do.
I’m Just a Dramatic Girl Exaggerating My Nonexistent Love life #4