"Because I love you, Guilt will fill your lungs and expand your chest Lust'll become a jealous filled routine  Your subconscious will fall into an abyss of insecurities I will be your contentment"   ... "Because I love me, I'll spit up your guilty pleasure and learn to breathe on my own Self-love'll become the only event on my agenda My conscious mind will rise to the forefront- demanding a serious tone as I tell of such content rooted within me"  The path to self-love begins as a seed; rooted with persistency which later blooms at maturity An effortless act of nature Yet perceived as a complex act of egotism  Because I love me, I've found contentment within my own company