You are not perfect, you have your faults.
You’ve many secrets stored in many vaults.
You are too stubborn and too proud.
You voice your opinions far too loud.
You’re convinced of your own authority.
And have never said ‘I’m wrong, I’m sorry’.
Your words can be harsh and quite cruel.
You sometimes make me feel the fool.
No one makes me as mad as you can.
And yet I am your biggest fan.
I crave the compliments you never give
and long for a life with you to live.
I naively pray I’ll see you change
to be the man I want in exchange.
The clichés true, you treat me mean
and as they say, you keep me keen.
I love you more with each passing day
and yet I know, this love won’t stay.
There’s only time before my heart will break
and then endeavour to a fresh start make.
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