Anxiety; Even if you have fine mental health, Some relationships can ruin it, They make you wonder if you're good enough, If you are worth other people's time, If they truly love you, Or if you're just another fling. Not you though, You told me that whenever I have anxiety, To think about two things, If you didn’t really love me God loves me, And that you do love me, You said to the point that it gets hard to breathe. A year; How have we lasted this long? Because we have BOTH been through having to love ourselves, So we know how to love each other. (In case you see it backwards pt. 1 is on my profile this poem is like really long sorry)