Psst... I Still Love Ya

Maybe we're meant to balance each other
And I'm too stubborn to admit it
But I need your strong, steady hand in my life
You're the only thing I've been sure of in awhile
But even that, I manage to fuck up
In my nonsensical way of questioning
Every source of happiness in my life
Until it makes me miserable with myself
And where my life is headed
I love you and everything you are
Even the parts that frustrate me to no end
So why can't I love myself
And my life
Now that I have you?