Please be patient with me

Please be patient with me. I am scarred and a bit bruised still. There are tear stains left on my cheeks and my lungs still shutter from gasping for breath when I cried. My confidence was destroyed and I was left with the ancient ruins of my trust and self esteem. I know I'm not good enough for you, but you haven't realized that yet. It scares me to think of when you do. I don't want you to leave. I am not worth the time it will take for me to heal; I don't know how long it will be. You are so close to perfection, and I am so far. I don't deserve someone like you.
I am broken and you are so put together. My bones are precariously stacked, waiting to collapse at any given moment. My mind is even more fragile though. I think it might have already deteriorated into a black hole filled with depressing thoughts and memories of the past. They replay in my mind in an endless repeat. Please be patient with me. I need someone to show me I can still be loved.

Love, Savannah