Failure

I feel like I'm not worth your timescreamine.
I'm trying but you don't see that.
Perfect I'm not, nor will I ever be.
Even though things are going south, 
you still make my heart go pitter-pat.

I'm sorry I'm so hard to love.
Things shouldn't have to be this 
hard.
Let's go back to the good old days.
Remember when it was like a greeting 
card?

You yell, and I hold my breath,
I scream, and you walk away.
Will this be another argument,
Or will this be like every other day?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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April 16, 2016 at 2:14 AM
Aleera Canino. Nice to read your poem today. enjoyed ~LINDA~
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June 5, 2014 at 10:04 AM
My dear Wicked, you may not perfect,but you are perfect for him. I love you & want you to know I miss you terribly! I hope things have gotten better since this was written. It made me cry. You are more gifted than you know!
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