That I just wanted a challenge. That she thinks I just want the thrill of trying to fix him, to change him. That I deserve more and better, and that this is a horrible first “true” love.

That, if I think he’s the marrying type, especially the “one” for me, that I was blinded.
That I deserve better.

I don’t know how I can go from being so sure I am loved, so sure this is it, and just one week later doubt everything. But I just want it to be like it was last week, and I want to be certain, because when its good, its so good.