I’m going to be honest.
When you tell me forever, and beautiful, and your perfect.
I wish I was wearing a mask and could take it off.
And be like how about now?
I’ll take all your ugly.
I can take it. I’ll do anything.
I have done anything.
I can take ugly believe me there is nothing you can serve me that is too much.
But can you handle me when you realize what’s behind the intensity you “love” so much?
I honestly don’t expect you to.
You have your whole life ahead of you, to be caught up with a women with my kind of traumatic issues.
But let’s be honest anyway.
Even if it hurts my feelings.
Do you still want to be with someone like me?