I am sorry I open my car door before you get there.
I am sorry I ask to pay for my own dinner.
I am sorry I get surprised when you offer me help or a hand.
I am sorry I don’t ask for your jacket when I am cold.
I am sorry I don’t call when I am sad.
I am sorry I’m not used to having someone there.
I’m still learning,
But thank you, for all you do.
And thank you for never stopping in your efforts to do these things for me.
Thank you for loving me.
Thank you for your acts of kindness.
The Girl Who Was Used To Being Independent
you give my butterflies…… but not even in a cute way anymore talking to you gives me anxiety and I’m terrified about everything I say I’m so dumb