Im sorry im not perfect.

It seems as though time is reliving itself..

And im standing here hurting.

Watching as the man i love,

slowly falls away.

it srikes me down, in everyway possible,

Sneaking up like a shadow.

i never would know when it would hit me.

As i slowly look at myself in the mirror.

Observing every flaw.

I realized....

that nothing about me is perfect,

Cause inside its the same thing,

So many flaws,

so much guilt and hate..

So much pain..

Sometimes i even think that i would be better off dead...

But it would solve anything the pain would just continue...

To haunt me...

And there wouldnt be anything i could do..

Im sorry B...

That i fell in love with you............