I sometimes feel
a little jealous in my thoughts,
imagining that someone else
could please you more than me.
It's just my insecurity
acting up a bit, I guess...
because I know I'm not
the most beautiful,
the most ecticing,
the most fun, or the
most imaginative person
in the world,
but I do know this —
no matter
how much time goes by,
I can't imagine that
you'll ever find another
who will love you
with a beauty
and a passion
and a happiness
like that which I feel for you.
— Laine Parsons