presently.

i wish i could be more sure of things, the way you seem to be. i wish that i could explain exactly how i feel about you the way i can about all the ones who have hurt me, the ones i have hurt. sometimes  i wish you wouldnt always look at me the way you do, call me perfect, or be so passionate when you kiss me. sometimes i wish i can give myself completely without fear of things ending.
really, it all has nothing to do with you.
and everything to do with me.
the only thing i can say is that this has all come when i needed it the most.
and really, i couldnt ask for anything more.
(just when i stopped settling for less).