love your imperfections

Do not fret, I am fine.

I really don't mind, I am okay.

You can talk to me about anything, even about him.



I will try my best to be objective, I promise.

I give good advice, you know that, I always did.

I am no longer bothered by the stabbing pain in my heart when I hear you call his name. I have grown used to it.

I love you, what can I say. I am stupid to my friends but I do not care.

I will do what it takes to keep you in my life. I will be what you want me to be. I will wait, be your shoulder to cry on, be your shock absorber.

I will not mind that you do not think about my feelings anymore, or always listen when you say " I am sorry to be telling you this but I do not have anybody else to talk to".

I remember the time when it was me you loved, and I am blessed. I think about it and I can still feel your warmth, your care, your gentle hands and your soft sweet lips.

It is not your fault that I kept on loving you when you decided to move on.

It is my choice, and I am happy to be alone.

I am to blame, I can not stop loving you; you do not have to say anything I have enough love for you to last me a million lifetimes.

You have always been skittish, indecisive and confused... Even up to now.

You are not perfect, I know.

But it is your imperfections that makes you, you.

That is why I would say that your imperfections makes you perfect, perfect for me anyway.

I am a fool I know, but I am your fool.