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Sorry

You know you screwed up when you look into his eyes and see nothing but disappointment.

The moment he stands up and walks out the door, you feel a wave of guilt and void hit you right in the face. The realization that all you've ever done is drive everyone else away from you and when someone offers to care for you unconditionally, you whimper and cower away.

I held on to the thought that we're different from the rest. That we're perfect for each other because we compliment each others' flaws. Where I was insecure and worried, you are the radiant pillar of strength that I would draw confidence and comfort from. You have always managed to fill the emptiness in me, and I felt so complete. You are the perfect, beautiful soul that you are, when I have countless of flaws that needed fixing. All I needed was for you to be patient. Little did I know that this bliss would be short-lived, and distance is the single most painful thing to endure when you love someone this much.

All I've ever wanted to be is perfect. All I ever was was not enough. No matter how hard I try I can only manage to take tiny steps and even so they still mean something to me. It means I have not stopped. I hope someone sees it. And I will keep trying and trying until I don't disappoint anyone anymore.

Forgetting about you is not an option.

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