Sometimes I feel like you could care less about me, my feelings; emotions, wants and needs, and that makes me sad. [it breaks my heart.] I feel like I'm investing all this energy into appeasements. [making you comfortable] but in return, I get not nearly what I sometimes desire most.
BUT,
I love you so much. While I sit here and consider how much you do; done and have, in efforts to ensure I am confident, I know I must be crazy to ever second guess [even for a moment] what we have. I profess I'm a mess. but one thing holds true.
Y...O...U...
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