Second Chance.

I need to know that I'm allowed a legitimate second chance. I need to know that if I ever need you, you'll be there. I cannot stress it enough. You are the sole person that I want to be with and the only being alive to make me confusingly, gushingly happy. YOU DO NOT ACTUALLY READ THE WORDS I WRITE. You don't comprehend them. Everything I say, I feel it ten times magnified. You are the only person who can make my heart thump as wild and crazy as it does. When I'm around you, my insides go crazy. When I think about you, I cannot stop no matter how hard I try. I need to know that a part of you still feels like this. I need to know if we can ever be again. I need to know if a part of me is worth fighting for.