To you.

I think it was just my luck to fall for someone like you, someone who constantly needs people needing him, who constantly needs to be with people. And I think it was just your luck to end up with someone like me, someone who gets jealous when she needs to share you too much, who gets jealous when you talk to/are with someone too much, even if it’s because they need your help.

I’m working on it. Really, I am.