If you are going to fall in love with me,

it's only fair that you know what you are falling in love with.

You are falling in love with my insecurities, and my obsession with trying to figure out what everyone thinks of me. 

You are falling in love with my immaturity, my constant need to feel loved and appreciated, my overactive tear ducts, my internet obsession, my tendency to be too clingy.

You fall in love with my troubled past, and my hopes and dreams, and how I'm a hopeless romantic at heart.

If you fall in love with me, you fall in love with my self-hate and all my imperfections and my perception that nobody could ever love me.

But, you are also falling in love with the way my eyes will smile when I'm with you, the way I'll text you in the mornings just telling you I hope you have a great day.

You are falling in love with the occasionally humorous and/or thought-provoking things I say, and the way I blush when people ask me about you.

I'm not an expert at relationships.

I don't know how to handle every fight we are going to have, and I will never be a perfect person.

We are both still young, and we still have a lot more to learn.

But I'm willing to take chances, to risk it all, and learn everything there is to know just so I can keep us together.

I won't give up on you.