A love letter

A love letter

There are days , I might look messed up.

There are days I might be lazy.

There are days I might hurt you for a selfish reason.

There are days I might loose my temper.

There are days I might forget how to take care of myself.

There are days I might forget how to satisfy you.

There are days I might not notice your hurting .

There are days I might not know how to pick you up.

There are days I might not look like a watered flower but a dead one.

There are days I might not be counted as pretty.

There are days I might not know how to show you my love.

There are days we might hate ourselves .

There are days I might disgust you. 

But I don’t want us jumping of this train we decided to hop on forever. 

Our ride till death do us part.

If I ever am lacking, teach me to love you the way you want it .

If I ever am lacking teach me to do things the way you want them done .

I might be so stubborn and hard to handle but

I’ll listen even when pride grip me . 

I’ll listen. 

So don’t let me go because we are two imperfect bodies trying to love each other perfectly.

                      A love letter to 

            - Debhorah oboh.

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