I met you at a time I no longer expected anything grand of love. You spoke with softness, your hands so warm to hold, and I believed the promises your dreams told.

But then, things started to go wrong.

You'd laugh at my tears, dismiss my fears; turn my worries into ghosts whispering in my ears. You filled my nights with quiet sobs and wet pillows, my peace you enveloped with nightmares until the sun rose.

My hopes thinned away and the heart in my chest grew heavier each day. I did my best to be perfect- not to start fights. I changed who I am hoping it would make things right. I pulled back my words, stayed quiet to seem small. Sometimes, I just stopped myself from speaking at all.

But no matter what I do, it's still all wrong- even when I'm joking or trying to sing a song.

I lived everyday for you, yet you can't do the same for me, but I'm still praying for you to wake up one day and see-

That even if this is all I had to give, I'd give it to you. That even when it hurts, I would still choose you. I may not be perfect, but I love you with a heart that keeps loving. You might see me falter, but never leaving.

So for now, give me this- answer for me.

Just how little do you want me to be?