to the boy who loves me next.

To the boy who loves me next,

I’m quiet, but when I’m not quiet, I’m loud.
I play the piano four hours a day, so please don’t get annoyed, it’s the only thing I’ve ever really felt good at.
I wake up early most days because the morning air is the most peaceful to me and it only comes around once every 24 hours, so please get up and join me sometime.
I can’t sleep without a nightlight, but I promise you the one I have is really cool.
I wear turtlenecks everyday, so if you love me, lie and say they’re sexy.
Or be honest and say they’re sexy.
Actually, if you don’t think they’re sexy, that’s a deal-breaker for me.
I think turtlenecks are sexy.
My dad said you need to be a professional foot rubber if someday you want to put a ring on it. I personally approve of this condition, so don’t worry, I’ll give you ample opportunities to practice.
I am in love with my faith, so please don’t try and get me to change it. That’s like asking me to give up my minion collection.
Also, I have a minion collection.
I am a writer.
I tend to write about the past where I was most unhappy. I promise I am happy, but happy people need therapy too. It’s my way of recovering.
I have irrational fears and insecurities, but do me a favor and not leave me for them.
I am loyal, and I will love you always, even through the darkest of days.
But I am also human and I expect you to hear me when I speak, see me when I’m present, miss me when I’m not, forgive me when I’m wrong, but apologize when I’m right.
And I will always try to be right, but if by chance I’m not, I’m sorry.

So, to the boy who loves me next,
Don’t say I didn’t warn you.