Forgive me,
I know I'm not perfect
my loving ways aren't perfect
but my love for you is real
fear may have concucted my mind
fortune tellers may be redundant in this matter and
somewhere along the way I will hurt you
but don't let the hardships change the way you perceive me
the way you turn my imagination into reality
my soul recognizes your scent instantly
my heart has countless beats
when I pour my feelings to you
when I contemplate on the windows of your soul
that lets me into your garden of mind
that lets me rest for a while in your deep breaths
'cause really what's life with getting the wrong direction
I lack patience
Sometimes I ride way too hard on my sense of humour
I'm misunderstood of my sarcastic ways
of my ironic mindset of love's understanding
ups and down mend our connection
melancholy, interestingly keeps us intact
forgive me,
for I am not perfect
speak up,
might wanna change my ways..
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