I’m not Perfect
The kind of love I have to give I can't just give away freely.
People don't respect nor understand the type of love I have to offer.
No my love is not unconditional for I am not God.
Although, every day I strive to be like Jesus I have my limits and I have my boundaries and I'm not there yet.
I can't let you say and do whatever you want to do to me.
I may not tell you everything I want or need, but sometimes I feel like you should be able to read between the lines.
i don’t think I should always be so literal.
sometimes I’ll pout or aggravate you just for some attention.
but you should see I need reassurance of love all the time, and I shouldn’t have to bluntly say that all the time.
Just understand me better and learn to read between the lines.
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