Maybe…
Maybe it’s not you. Maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m the horrible person. Maybe I can’t be perfect even though I really really try. Maybe I’m not the girl of your dreams. Maybe I’m not beautiful and sexy. Maybe I’m not the best girlfriend in the world. But….I do love you. Despite my bitching. Despite the fights and arguments. Despite the hardships I’ve been through. Despite the things I’ve seen and delt with. I do love you. Idk what will happen but I hope that we can make it. I hope we grow up together. I hope we grow old together. And I pray that this is only the beginning of you and I.
