I'm worried that you're always going to want more than I can give. I'd like to pretend to myself that this situation is only for the time being, but somehow I know that life is somehow always going to be like this. I try my best, which I'll admit is sometimes just not good enough, and for that I'm sorry.

I love you. I'm not afraid to say that. I just hope you can love me enough (back) to see through my flaws.



H.