Once Again.

I've come out feeling like the bad guy. I've made myself look mean, and unreasonable. I'm still frightened of being with you. Because you're making me feel all these things. Because I'd managed to keep them locked up for months on end. Because I hate feeling like the horrible person I do now. I have never been so uncertain about anything in my entire life as I am about you and I. Not being in control of this scares me to death. I meant it when I said I hate you sometimes. I hate you because you manage to highlight the things I hate most about myself. But it's the kind of hate that makes me want to slap you hard across the face, and then hold your head in my hands and kiss you until I can't breathe. Until I collapse into you. I have never felt so passionately about anyone else but you, and even if that means sometimes I feel like I never want to see you again, I know that at the end of the day, if I find myself wrapped in your arms, I will be happy. And I will be yours.