Self acceptance/

I spend my 1st night into the new year tossing in turning with my pillows.
I've spent the last 4 nights sleeping in your bed and I panic when the weight of my love settles in.
I worry about the tone of text you sent me before you rested your eyes and I wonder if you really think I'm selfish but I already have a better answer.
I know I am not the kindest lover in the world, that my tongue sometimes turns machine gun and my hands are little but they do have nails. I am trying to be healthy and love you the way you deserve but that means f*****g up a lot too.
I'm trying to forgive myself for lacking all of the things in a lover I think you deserve but there are still plenty of lessons to be learned.