I have told you a thousand times. Our relationship isn’t about me. Right now, it’s about you. It’s about you because of everything that you have been through in your life. The loss of your father, your difficulty in school, and your awful, emotionally abusive ex-boyfriend. Just to name a few. None of that bothers me, even though you thought it would. Those events turned you into who you are today. I love who you are. I love you. It’s not about me because I have everything I could want. You tell me to be selfish, but I can’t be anymore selfish. I have everything I could ever want. I found it in you. I am satisfied, and you’re finding yourself. I am happy, and you are growing. Right now, it’s about you. It’s all about you; it’s not about me.