I must confess I'm feeling a little bit more frightened tonight than I've ever felt.
I'm afraid you might get bored of me, and you will want to go and have a different kind of adventure... with someone else.
I'm afraid you might get tired of me, and you will find someone new who to keep you entertained. 
I'm afraid you might stop smiling when you hear my name, and you will look for a exotic one, that will call your attention.
I'm afraid you might lose your patient with me, and you will find someone who is less of a mess.
I'm afraid you might get tired of doing always the same things because my parents are always looking for me, and you will find someone who is independent, someone who does as she wishes.
And I'm afraid that you might stop loving me, and you will find someone who will love you better than I can do.

But that's okay, I couldn't and wouldn't blame you if you left me. Because who would like to be with someone like me, someone who knows nothing but to give you problems?