Oh, yes, here we are again. I didn't expect it to be something like this.

Now that you've understood me more than what everybody sees on the surface, more than the playboy that everyone thinks I am, I'm...

I had a loss for words.

I'm just so happy to have you.

But that won't stop me from being just a bit.

Teasy, maybe just a bit cocky.

But is that really a problem for you?

I sincerely hope not.

Otherwise, you may have gotten the wrong man, infatuated with you in such an absolutely endearing way.

Of course, that's only to say that that's scratching the surface of me as a person.

I'm not all that simple.

Are you sure you're okay with me?

I'm anything but a liar.

I just want to make sure that what we have here isn't just a falsity, a fake, something sad and helpless.

That's one thing I never want to be.

Never want to be helpless, nor hopeless.

Luckily, you've kept me from feeling that.

You've given me a way out of that, and you actually took the time to understand me.

And instead of wanting me for my fame or my good looks, you saw through that.

Something I can't easily repay, nor do I expect it's something anyone could repay.

You're just too good for me, aren't you?

Me, too good for you?

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