You told me that when we got in that fight and I slapped you, you almost punched me. When you said it, I replied "I know" and kept on eating my pizza. Your eyes got slightly bigger. "You don't care?" you said, almost in shock. I just shrugged. Honestly, I don't care and I know that scares you. I know you're terrified of hurting me but I trust you. Hell, I know I've hurt you. You've seen me curled in a ball and sobbing because of it followed by weeks of apologizing. You say you hurting me scares you more because you're so much stronger than me but I'm willing to take that risk if it means we can finally figure all of this out. I know the thought of possibly putting each other in pain terrifies you but if we plan on making this work for a long time, we're going to have to deal with this sometime. It might as well be now. I refuse to fear you. I will not fear the one thing I love the most, even if you think I should. Like the song goes
"We're bad for each other but we ain't good for anyone else"