I guess I’m just scared. Scared you’ll leave when things get tough. Scared you’ll break when I push you farther and farther into the corner. I don’t know what Id do if I was the cause of your dismissal. I can’t think one thought that doesn’t involve you, you can pretty much conclude that you’re very special to me. I don’t know where I’m going with this, but I’m scared. I hope you’ll take me as I am, with my baggage and all. Because right now, you’re all that I have.