You understood me. You wrote about me as If I was the most perfect creature that has ever walked this earth, even though that's the farthest thing from being true. You stuck around when all I did was push you away. You stayed in times when anyone else would have run for the door. I was cold and cruel to you yet you always treated me right. You said that one of those days you'd make me love you like you do me. I didn't get how someone could be so persistent, especially over someone as insignifigent as me. I didn't believe it, I knew there had to be a catch. It just didn't feel right. So I did everything in my power to keep you away, but you never faltered. In the end you managed to make me smile, then laugh, then blush. Hell, you may have even gotten me to love you. I don't understand what I possibly could have said or done in my life to deserve someone like you in it. After all the things i've done to you, you're still around and you are here to stay. You are too good for me, and I am just incredibly lucky.