Emotional instability is what you do to me. Not in the bad way, but still. I'm so in love that I'm scared all the time that something will happen to you, that you will kiss someone else, that you will leave me and most of all that you won't love me anymore. I don't wanna sound like a pitiful girl, but I'm kinda am. I'm sad when you're not around, I'm stressed when you don't call and I'm worried when you're late. I'm a mess. And I love you even more because you love every piece of that pile of mess. You're princess for ever.