If you are going to fall for me, 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 what everyone thinks of me. You are falling in love with my immaturity, my constant need to feel loved and appreciated, my over-active tear ducts, my internet obsession, my tendency to be too clingy at times. You fall in love with my troubled past, 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, all my imperfections, and my perception that nobody could ever love me. Yet, you are also 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/or thought-provoking things I say, and the way I blush when people ask me about you. To me, the most important thing will be that you are falling in love with me, despite my thinking that it is impossible.

Sincerely, Me ♥