There are nights I have not slept, followed by mornings in tears.
Second guesses if I'm doing it right, if I'm worthy, a short list of my fears.
I wonder if you know how much I try, and I hope you understand why sometimes I let you cry.
If ever I can make you understand, all I sacrifice of myself is miniscule compared to the love you fill me with.
I'll live a lifetime full of sleepless nights if it means filling you with happiness.