You can stop, but I will still continue to clear a way for you so that you wont graze yourself on anything sharp that you will come across along the way.
Even in the most immature fights, I want you to know that you are still the one that I want. I had always been so afraid that something would just take you away and never feel how you are important in my life.
You get things. You get tired of these things. You find new things that has the similar characteristics from your old things. So you start liking these new things and the whole process resets.
Don't make me go through that process and become the thing you get tired of.
You can dress the same, act the same, like the same things as them.. In my eyes you are still more than what you appear to be because I know that wasn't the real you.