We've been together for only a few months, but I feel like we've gone through this cycle a hundred times over, and for this to be over would devastate me. You are worth fighting, worth work, worth risks. As am I. As are we. I want this more than you know and I know you want this too. Be patient, my darling, as I will be for you. Desperately, I search too hard for what already stands before me, constantly. Deserving, you are where my care and kindness falls and that won't fall short. My dear, you are who wakes me when I downwardly spiral to despondency. My love, you are who pushes me back up mountains of darting despair, and all the while you never leave me bare; instead, you douse me in hope.
My constant, you are who reminds me to tell myself I am worthy, and now I know. I am worthy of love.
I am worthy of you.
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