Just A Chance
I have a great life. I have a lot of friends, a beautiful (and completely unfaithful) fiancee), more career prospects than I can count. But it's all fake. It doesn't mean a damn thing to me. My success has come at the cost of my dignity, what makes me me.
You're someone real. You understand me and accept me for who I am. I've never had that before. And i'd trade everything I ever am, was, and will be just for a chance at you.