If you are going to love me , it’s only fair that you know who you are falling in love with.
You're falling for :)
my obsession with trying to figure out what you think of me.
my constant need to feel loved and appreciated,
my overactive tear ducts,
my troubled past, and my hopes and dreams,
my self-hate and all my imperfections and my perception that nobody could ever love me.
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.
the way i call you handsome and having you to hate me for that
the occasionally humorous and/or thought-provoking things I say,
and the way I blush when people ask me about you.
But to me, the most important thing will be that you are falling in love with me,
despite thinking that it is impossible.