When I see you, Im ashamed of myself.
How can you love me in my worse condition?
How can you still love me after all of this?
What's so precious about me?
Im just this cold and self-centered person
What did you love about me?
Im nothing but a pile of sin and disappointment
Im so ashamed.
I cant look into your eyes.
"Maybe because I was not perfect too, in the first place." you said. Smile warmly while sun hit your head.
"Why I have to love someone so perfect when Im not even perfect?"
Those words make me flutter.
Right at that moment, I must be the luckiest person in the world.
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