I've done my series of fucking up yet all you've done is stick around through my bullshit. I've been stuck up & drowning myself in my own sorrow that I haven't realized that shit, you're the guy. Every guy in the past would leave, say that I'm too much. That I bring them down & they didn't sign up for this. But here you are, still holding my hand even though I carry a thigh full of scars. Its time to make it all up to you. Make your life happier like when we started dating. Okay, Ethan? I'm sorry I've been shit this past week but I'll make it better & I'll make things okay bc I've realized now, you're the only thing that can make me happy again. You deserve better but I know you won't leave so I'll be the one to give you better. Thank you for not giving up even when you should have & thank you for treating me like a person; not an object. Thank you for making me feel beautiful.
