It was just a thought.

Last night, the topic of sex came up between me and Nick. He said he didn't want our relationship to be about that, and having sex often would make it that way. I didn't really understand. There was a point in my life where I wanted someone to want me for something more than just a night, but lately I think I have been the one making it just about sex. It seems as though I have accepted the way people have treated me as normality. Somehow, I can feel happy while feeling like trash. Now here is this guy who wants me for something more than just a night. For something more than what I can do. Here's a guy who wants me for me. I find myself wondering if who I am is enough. Will this all pass? When will he see how short I have fallen? When all my imperfections finally get hit with the spotlight, will he still think I am worth it?