If I could tell you all of the things I wanted, I would tell you that I could never truly explain to you how I feel about you.

I would tell you that through loving you, I've found a piece of myself that I loved even more.

If I could tell you all of the things that I wanted, I would tell you that it's the most frustrating thing to have someone who can make or diminish your day in the matter of a second, but I love that about you at the same time.

If I could tell you all of the things that I wanted, I would tell you that it's the scariest feeling in the world to know that I care about you more than you care about me, and to be completely aware of that, it is even scarier.

I would tell you that I wish you'd be able to see yourself through my eyes for the beautiful, wonderful, successful, amazing and even perfect person you are, and sometimes, I wish you told me how you see me through your eyes.

I would tell you if we could trade places with each other for a day, you'd realize how it feels to care and to cherish someone's presence and entity with all of your humanly being.

I would tell you that I wish you would just let me in, fully, completely and whole-heartedly.

I would tell you that I try harder than you think to act like nothing bothers me. I'm only human, and I'm still growing up.

I would tell you that I'm monumentally envious of how cool, calm and collected you are at all times. How you act so carefree, like nothing bothers you, and you don't wear your emotions on your sleeve. I wish I could be like that too.

I would tell you that all I want is to know there's still things about me that you love, but I don't waiver in how wonderful we are.

I would tell you that sometimes all I want is a little recognition. I try really hard to be everything that you want and more.

I would tell you that you make my day just by being you.

I would tell you that I wish you all the best, and I wish you get everything you've ever wanted in life and more, no matter what happens.

I would tell you that still, in a crowded room, my eyes will always look for you.

I would tell you that through loving you, I've learned to love myself.

I would tell you that even though I try to be all you've ever wanted, I love my flawed self. I love that I hold myself to a high standard of taste and class. I love that I wear my emotions on my sleeve. I love that I have a big heart, sometimes too big. I love that I'm indecisive. I love that I care far too much. I love that I'm the most feminine person alive. I love that I'm quirky, sometimes a little ditzy and march to the beat of my own drum. I love that I'm determined, stubborn as an ass and know what I want in life. I love that I put too much on my plate, and then I get stressed out. I love that I'm learning to just say the things that I want to say. I love that I'm the polar opposite of you.

For without these things, I wouldn't be me.

Without me, there wouldn't be us.

I would tell you that I hope you love my flawed self, too.