You wanted someone who is patient and understanding of your mood swings, someone who can adjust to your life with ease. You got it, along with a plethora of other traits you enjoy and need in your life. What on earth is so wrong with me that you still don't want me?
Good luck finding someone like me. And the sad thing is, when you don't I'll still be willing to have you. Love is really more self destructive than its cracked up to be.