"That night,
That was the night she told me you were broken."
You weren't frightened by her words? Intimidated by them in anyway? I love that you stayed after hearing a warning like that, however I am now frightened.
I am frightened that you may have actually believed her, and that you didn't stay out of love; but instead stupidity disguised as bravery because you believe that you may actually be able to fix me.
I am not a machine. Nor am I broken.
I am myself. No more, no less. I've come to terms with the bad (and the good) within me.
I will always be here to love me when there is no one, however your love is certainly welcome. I hope my fear is wrong, and I also hope my doubts are too.
I don't think I've ever loved a man quite like you.
