Receiving end.

 

I can get overly emotional. I say too much. Care too much. Express too little. I may not be the prettiest or flawless flower in the field. But I will love you, and every part of you there is to offer. I will see your flaws, and I will love them just as much as I love your strengths. I will be the one to kiss your lips awake in the morning; and sing you to sleep at night. I will love you so deeply that even the ocean would be jealous. I have many flaws; but loving you is not one of them.