Fears

It is getting nearer to the date when you come to me again.

I am overrun with fears.  I really do not want you to be unhappy.  I wish only good things for you.

Am I good for you?........Self-doubt...... overwhelms me.

I tend to over think......over analyse.  That has always been me.  I do not like to make mistakes.  And if I truly feel this way about you, I cannot afford to make any mistakes least you end up unhappy.

You being happy and feeling truly loved, is all I really care about.  I will always only want that for you.  Even if you are being loved by someone else.

I wonder if I am being fair to you by letting you love me so......