Every day, I look to find something about you that I don't like. You're waaaay too lax, almost nothing bothers you, you're usually late... sometimes I think you don't even respect me. And for the life of me, I can't remember what happened to the You that was always excited to see me. That was my very favorite part of You, and I'm certain that I what I said scared it away.
All the things I love about you are all the things I can't stand about you.
I have never, ever felt like this before. And that's what makes me pretty sure that I love you.
The worst part is, I don't know if I will ever get past this.
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