That's right. Imperfection. It may just be the title, but there was a reason why I personally pick imperfections as my title. That's totally me. The one that appears real perfect on those naked eyes.. But truely the last one for you to pay attention to, actually. I have my mean, bad sides. And honestly, I should really just keep hush about it, like what I've been doing. Which makes me do real fine. I know no one can take my behavior, so I should definately stop dreaming about my fantasies. What happened last night has really make it clear for me. For what I've been thinking, I got my answers last night.
Swollen eyes for today paid for yesterday's mischeive. Maybe I'm right. That I make a good friend, but never a girlfriend-material. Maybe yea, that's why I run away everytime someones wants to get to know me better. Maybe that's why I never was able to get the guy I like. That I make a bad lover. Honestly, whatever has happened, happened because of me. Failure to understand, failure to commit, failure to be sincere, failure to be a true soft-hearted lady.
I do have my weakness, I do cry, but I know that I've always tried to be strong. I know I'm fine, eventhought I may have cried hours the previous day. I just suit to be my own self.
Why is it that I always make him hurt? Why is it that I disappoint him always? just what is totaly wrong with me? I know I love him deep, but why am I being like this? I don't know. Maybe the answer is: I'm mean. And I should really stay away from people I love before I make things worst. I'll just try harder.