I'm not perfect. I have my flaws, my lacking but stop pushing me to the ground. To be told that what I did is not good enough for you, repetitively, is very frustrating. To be compared to you, 'The Effort King' is not really fun. To be labeled insensitive, careless and ignorance doesn't motivates me to be a better person.
I have my pros too you know. I am a good person. And I love you. There's no none out there besides your mother who can love you the way I did. I may not be perfect but I'm trying very, very hard to be perfect for you. If you failed to notice that in our four and a half years of relationship, then ask yourself this question: HOW PERFECT ARE YOU FOR ME?
