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Sometimes I wonder why you chose me. You are an attractive guy and have so many girls like you. So many of them who would love to be your girlfriend, but yet you chose me. I don't understand. Out of all the girls who were out there, you chose me? Of all the girls you kissed, of all the girls that wanted to be where I am right now, you chose me? Out of all the girls who were prettier, more talented, more "gifted" in bodily places, you chose me? My biggest fear is that you'll realize this and leave me. You'll realize that you had a whole bunch of better girls waiting on you and won't want me anymore. You were so many girls before we got together, but you tied yourself down to me. Sometimes I feel like you deserve better. Someone who is fun, someone who drinks, someone who is carefree, someone who is as attractive as you, someone who is more deserving of you. I feel like people look at me as a joke. I feel like people look at me with you and they say to themselves "He deserves better". I'm nothing like who should be with. People expect you to be with someone who is fun, just like you. Someone wild just like you. But no, you're with me. I'm nothing like that.
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