You and I are in different worlds. You have a life of your own. I don't even think that I was ever a part of that world of yours.
Your mother means well when it comes to you. When she's around others she's so sweet looking, so proud, so motherly and so caring. But I know you know better. She was extremely cruel to me, and she looks down on me because I am poor.
I don't want to be with you for money, I don't care about money. I've always liked you for you. I really hope you know that.
To be honest, when your mother started being cruel towards me, I hadn't even thought about looking at you that way. But during this last month things have changed. I am seeing you in a different light. I have no idea why I haven't seen you like this before since you've always been in front of me, and we've known each other for so long. Maybe I'm just an idiot, I don't know.
I love the way you make me laugh, I love your cheeky smile, but most of all I love you whole. There is absolutely nothing