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For the longest time, I told myself I wouldn't want to be with someone like me, boring, uninteresting, just a shadow of fun. Then I met you, and like an epiphany, the veil lifted.
All that I thought I knew turned to misconceptions, for in your reflection, I found I was loving, I was fun, someone worth knowing, and not the cold brat everyone else saw.
I can barely recall the reasons I once held against myself.

As the years pass, I see relationships as more than hand-holding, more than strolling down the streets under streetlight glows. "Love isn’t just about what feels right to us," you told me,
and I nodded in agreement, for I know it’s about more. It's about learning your partner, understanding how they wish to be loved, so they feel seen, heard, cherished. A love that echoes in all the quiet corners of the heart.

They say you can't change people. However, you tell me I am changing. I've never been the romantic type, but here I am, wanting to romance you in ways I’ve never known. So, am I changing, or is this just love unfolding in me, teaching me its language as I learn to cherish you?

"I love you," three words, yet they carry the weight of worlds. I want to say them to you, over and over, but would it trap us both, would it keep your focus tethered to me? Me, who still wonders if I can be the person I aspire to be? I doubt my doubts, yet fear lingers. I won’t say things I don’t mean, nor words I can't live up to. But here I stand, in between my heart and caution, holding a love too vast to contain, and a promise I’m afraid to give, but yearn to fulfill.