Untitled... random thoughts

This is just a bunch of random thoughts I had one night that turned into a poem

I'm not special or
Particularly strong, I'm
just me, plain, boring, me.

Somehow my fiance'
still loves me. He sees
the good, and the bad and
yet he stays.

I won't lie and say
we're perfect or
that we never fight.
Although I wish we didn't
our fights make us stronger
and bring us closer together.

I don't understand
what exactly he sees in
me, but I know he
loves what he sees.
Even though I've hurt him
far too many times, he still
loves me enough to forgive

Our love has grown
much over these past
5 years, 4 spent together,
and 1 spent lost. Our
love has never failed.