You’ve always been looked at as damaged goods or someone’s second choice. No one has ever taken the time to truly get to know you, let alone, love you.
Those who look at you often walk in the other direction because all they see is what’s rough along your edges. They don’t see the genuine human being that’s buried beneath a guarded heart with a very brutal past and a story to tell. ..
I found you when I was falling into a deep abyss of cloudiness and darkness. I was starting to let go of happiness for good, and I had already made up my mind that I would never fall in love again. I have been hurt more times than I can keep track of and every person I’ve invested into has ended up taking more than they give and walking away with it.
I always strayed away from the ‘bad boys.’ You know the ones like you who have something to hide. The ones with scars and tattoos from a broken past or history they no longer live. Guys like you.
But I always had this habit of falling for the worst of men. (The real ‘bad boys.’)
I fell in love with one too many men who wanted nothing but what I was willing to give them, and who had no interest in investing into me or our future but only in themselves.
Yet, my family and friends were always fond of these men and always found a way to hook me up with them, time ans time again. I guess it’s because their picture perfect faces and charm are just too good to look past.
If they find out about us. If they discover the love we share with one another, I don’t know what will happen. I already know they won’t understand it. They look at me and see a perfect young woman with a “perfect life,” and “perfect career,” kicking off. But they don’t know the truth of who I am beneath the surface, and they most certainly do not know the real you.
I know people are going to judge me for choosing you.
I know I may lose a few friends or even lose the relationship I have with my family. But I don’t care, though it may seem crazy.
You’re not controlling, you ask nothing of me but to love you and to be real with you. That’s all I expect from you too. If they could only see the way you look at me from across the room, maybe then they’d be able to see the vast love and care you have for me. Looking back, you’ve always been there for me.
You deserve to feel loved, accepted, wanted and worthy, of a life and love story I could give to you. I think about it all the time. I find myself day-dreaming about you more than what I probably should. Your voice sends chills down my spine, and your gentle touch makes me sink into your skin. You are the most honest person I have ever known and I respect that more than anything else.
I know you could end up walking away and leaving me behind to clean up any mess that gets left behind.
I realize that noting is forever and that sometimes relationships end brutally and suddenly. I get it. I also understand how hard trust and faith and love can be for you because you’ve never known anything different than hurt and unfair circumstances that lead to nothing but pain.
You’ve been abused and let down. I know how much of a risk letting your guard down is for you. But it’s also a great risk for me too.
I will risk everything for you and to be with you. Because you, you are the man who sets my heart on fire. You are the man who makes me see everything in colors and not just in black and white. You are the man who makes everything make sense. You are the one I would take it all for.
And no matter the cost or outcome, I’m going to give all my love to you.