He Still Loves Me
Through the sleepless nights, he still loves me. After the stupid fights, he still loves me. He still loves me.
But would he still love me if he saw the scars I've been hiding from the world? Would he still love me if he knew how many times I've cried myself to sleep without a reason, but just because I don't want to be alive in that second? Would he still love me if he knew how my mind worked overtime?
Yes.
He still loves me.
I found him.
The one who understands me.
He holds me when I cry. He listens to me when I work myself up over the tiniest of things. He shows me the light on the darkest of days. He lets me know how proud I make him everyday. He makes me feel beautiful without even having to tell me. He makes me happy.
Truly happy.
I owe him everything for making me feel human again.
He always loves me.
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