1990

Fears that you might lie to me or you'll cheat on me.. But my biggest fear without a doubt is that one day you'll wake up before me on a Wednesday morning and instead of leaning over and kissing my forehead, you'll look over at my sleeping body and start to notice all my flaws. My slightly chapped lips, never perfect skin and the stretch marks that spread along my hips and thighs like a road map. You'll think about my random moods of jealousy, the fact that sometimes I can talk too much or ask too many silly questions. You'll think how annoying it is that I can be so needy at times and on occasions be selfish or maybe even hate the way I laugh at my own jokes. You'll walk into the kitchen, brew a black coffee, stare at the pale morning rays of sunlight entering the window frame and come to the conclusion, that for no paticular reason at all..