November 5th, 2009

Saturate Maturity

Was it too early? Have I just gone from one person to another? I still fear that you’ll fall out of love with me for who I’ll become. That’s why I’ve been trying and tiring myself to be someone you’ll stay in love with. I know, deep down, you’re the one I want to be with and slowly grow old together with. I keep telling you that I only want to make you happy, and I do. At least, I hope I do.

I feel like I’ve gone from a free-willed, sweet boy to a serious working man. Like, I have aged too quickly and I don’t recognize who I am anymore. Maybe I’m being melodramatic. I have my moments of sweetness, but I feel like it isn’t enough. I get scared sometimes of what you think. Of what you see and if you’re really happy. Why do you think I always ask you if you’re okay? I’m sorry for doing that so much. I just wish I was everything you truly want. You make me too happy and I don’t wanna lose that.

Maybe it wasn’t too early. Maybe I’m just realizing what I have to do in life. I know there’s still complications about what you want to do. I know you’ll find what you want to do. I also feel like you’re still young. You still want to have your fun. I don’t wanna stop you from doing that. But I also hope that you know that you can’t have fun your whole life. Some of it will be work, some play. I think I still need to realize that. I’m still unbalanced. That’s another reason why I love you. You bring a certain balance to my life that I’ve been looking for. Honestly, I want to bring balance to yours. I want you to know that you can’t hang out forever. I know your faults, and I don’t mean to make you sound bad. I just wanna say you’ll have to put some old things away soon enough. If ever you see this, I hope you don’t get mad. I honestly do it because I care for you. Don’t think I’m bullshitting you or anything, either.

I hope you’ll stay in love with me. I know I’ll want to be with you for the rest of forever. I hope you don’t hate me when we’re older. I’ll try to be as sweet and interesting as I was when you first met me. I’m sorry for changing.

And, of course, I love you. Please be with me forever.