You
Saturday, March 13, 2010 @ 1:39 AM

are my happiness.
I want to be with you every second of the day and I could talk to you forever. You accept my mistakes and problems, most of the time, and you love me for who I am. I feel so comfortable with you. You know all my problems and my 'secrets' that I would never tell or show anyone else. You are someone that I can just go to. Someone that I can tell my secrets to. You're that someone who hears, and not just listens. You need me. And most importantly, you love me.

And because you are so important, every little thing you do counts. It matters. I get hurt by the slightest offensive word that comes out of your mouth. Every single action and word you say MATTERS, to me. So when you're mad, think before you speak. Even if you don't mean it or it wasn't intended to offend me, it still hurts. It offends me. One tiny thing you say is like a bomb to me. Just blows me off, it tears me apart. That's just who I am. I get offended too easily and quickly by the things that people I care about say. Because they matter.

Since you know my secrets, problems, and just about everything about me, I trust you to not use them against me. I trust you and that is why I tell you all these things.