I hate the way i can never be mad at you.
The way you looked so perfect
With no mistakes at all
Makes me wonder how lucky I was
To have you
The way you always forgive my behaviour
Over and over again
And then putting them aside
To start a new chapter of conversation
The way you act like a woman
Hoping for the best in me
With no perfection at all in me
Making sure that everything is alright
The way you accepted me for who i was
For all my mistakes and my confronting thing
That were bad and not making sense at all
I know that you're not okay, deeply
For making you worthless that easily
And making you more insecure
Day by day
I hate that i made you being like this
It shouldn't supposed to happen
My regrets won't make me change
But will change you
The point is,
I hate that i can never be mad at you
For whatever i do
And i'm sorry for that.
January 13th, 2016.
06:49 WIB.