I am sorry... for my insecurities
Sometimes, I get jealous thinking that
someone else could make you
happier than I could.
I guess its my insecurities acting up.
Because I know I'm not the prettiest,
smartest, or most fun and exciting.
But, I do know that no matter how
long you look; you'll never find
someone that loves you like I do. ♥
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