I am not the One

I make a lot of wrong decisions, I don't know it all, and I won't, ever.
I might have more cons than pros, I might make more errors than right hits.

But I'm sure of one thing.
I am not the one for you.

You know I love you, that I care for you so much, and I will do anything to see you safe, happy and healthy.
I would, ever.


But, yet... I'm not the one.
That's what my heads keeps thinking. I'm not enough, I will never be what you expected me to be.
I'm something else entirely... I'm me.

Therefore, I'm not that one... Or am I?

I'm trying my best to be that who you will love with eyes closed. Not even thinking about it twice. I want to be that girl. I want to be yours, and that you be mine as well.

I want a lot of things... I want to strive for the best so I match your expectatives, I want to be as everything you deserve. I want to be whole for you.

But I'm a half-empty glass, I can only give what I have, I can only strive for what I can...


And that's not fair, because you deserve it all. You deserve the best of everything.
The best smile, the best attention, the best attitude, the best care, the best kisses, the best Love, ever!


I cannot give you that... What I can give you is another kind of love.
A complete Love, but a different, not the best.

I can give you my type of attention, my type of kisses, my type of care...
but then you will be entitled to struggle with my type of hyperactivity, my stubbornness,  my ambitions, my pain, my loneliness, my curses and my actions...

I don't want that for you, I don't wish any hazards near you, because you are perfect, to me, you just are.
Everything I wanted ever, everything I could hope for in a companion.

And yes, I don't mind your actions, or your stiffness, your inner demons, or your own fears.
I don't mind them at all... I love you for them, and for all the other good things.

I love you fully, I love you entirely, I love you honestly.


I Love you at all.