You put too much
stock in my love.
For what do
I have to offer?
You loved before
I even knew what love was;
you showed me
what love was.
I used to think
I was hard to love;
you made it look easy,
almost involuntary.
But I have to make a effort,
every day,
to put your needs
ahead of my own.
And I'm trying,
but sometimes
my love feels empty,
full of self-pity.
But then you remind me
of your love,
it fills my heart
to overflowing.
And all my flaws
I tried to hide,
you want to bring them
into the light.
You give me
the confidence
I had buried inside
beneath all my insecurities.
My shadows
don't scare you,
and my madness
draws you in.
You saved me when
I was broken;
you make me better
and want to be better.
And I am a new person
having met you
and changing every day
while being loved by you.