That's one that I get a lot. 

I'm like, *'Bitch, you're preaching to the fucking choir here'.*

You think I don't know you walk on eggshells around me? 

You think I don't know that every now and then, you will ask yourself if it's really **worth it?** 

I know you think I'm just not asking for help when all I have to do is text or call you and you'll be there to save the day. 

I don't want you to save the day. 

I want you to see me. I want you to see my pain and acknowledge that it is valid. But most of all, more than anything I have ever craved, ever longed for, dreamed of or desired - I want you. 

I want what you bring to my life // While I loathe what I bring to yours. 

I've always been the odd one out, the one to watch, the girl you don't bring home to your parents, that one fling that made you change your ways, the nuisance (holy terror as gaeilge), weird, different, **hard to love.** 

And I love you. 

I love you so much that I won't even say I would die for you. Dying is easy, it's just the end. 

I love you so much that I would live for you. 

BUT! 

I'm here today to tell you *all you mfs, even you in the back YO YOU GOOD?* That fuck me, I **know** I'm hard to love. 

But you know as well as I do that I am **worth it**