My dear,

I really want to be with you, I mean it.
I can’t picture myself not being with you.
But I don’t wanna loose myself being someone I’m not.
I know how things have been in your life.
Being with me were supposed to be a relief.

I don’t know if you want to be with me, just the way I am.
You always talk about who you want me not to be.
The kind of people you were with and can’t imagine yourself being with anymore.
But I don’t want our story to be seen through your past, nor mine.
You don’t have to be in someone else shadow, I don’t have to be in yours.

So tell me! Am I the one who will be Your one?
Or the one who you desperately expect not be like the others?
The one you’ll regret being with every time I will remind you the others, even a bit.
Let’s be honest to each other and face that, not so big, deal.
I’ll lead the way.

I want to be with you because there can’t be a Me without a You.
Not being with you It’s like a whole humanity without human being.
I don’t want you to become a stranger to yourself.
I don’t want myself to become a don’t-you-dare-hurt-my-daughter man
I just want us to Be.

I want you to have my last name. Will you?