tell me what's wrong with me, and
i'll fix it.
tell me what it takes to be yours.
tell me if i talk to much or too little, if my hair is too
messy or if my voice is too low or high, tell me if i'm
too untalented or too boring. tell me if i'm too short,
if i'm too idealistic, if i'm too unfocused, if
i'm too anxious or too insecure or too strange, if
i'm too much of an outcast, tell me if i'm too shy or
if i'm too annoying.
maybe i'm silly for sticking around for so long, but i
feel like i need a reward for crying, waiting, and hoping for
so long. i'm never going to just "get over you"
until (or unless) someone as beautiful as you treats me the
same way you would, or better.
i just want to be important to you,
goddamnit.