I have doubts. I have insecurities.
I am only human.
YOU are only human.
But can’t we be frank?
Whether we get married or not, you’re going to end up despising who and how I am, simply because you don’t know those pieces yet. You can keep telling yourself you love everything, but the only everything you know is what I show you.
Baby, maybe this is a bad idea…but I love you.