The words I love you roll off your tongue to me. I wonder do you know what they mean and how much I want to be loved? You say you are here for me and you will never leave and I wonder do you know how many people have said that to me and still left? You tell me not to worry that you will always be here for me and I wonder if you realize that when you don't call and text me all day I think the worst? I tell you my feelings, my pain and my past and Worry that it will change everything you say. Who could love someone so broken as me? Who could want to be with someone who shutters and jumps everytime you raise your hand? Who would want to love me?