I hate it when we disagree.

I want you to love me because I'm selfish; it makes me feel special, significant. When we argue, I'm so scared of making you hate me. I know that you don't have to love me, but you do. You're not bound by anything to talk to me or to hang out with me, but somehow you ended up caring about me and let me into your life. You are so important to me and I'm so afraid of losing you.