Perfectly Imperfect

Sometimes we fight for something, only to discover that by the time we get it, our goals have changed. For some, it’s too late. The lines have been drawn and the damage has been done. But other times, you get the thing you wanted only to find out that it isn’t what you really need. Sometimes the fight ends badly and sometimes it doesn’t. It’s up to you to determine whther or not you think it’s worth fighting for.

Tell me you’re sorry. Tell me you never want to make me upset. Tell me that I’m the only one for you. Tell me you’d never lie to me. Tell me that you’d rather spend time with me then your boys. Tell me that you want to cuddle with me. Tell me that when you hold my hand, you never want to let go. Tell me you want to kiss me. Tell me your secrets. Tell me your insecurities. Tell me what makes you happy. Tell me what makes you sad. Tell you want me. Tell me you need me. Tell me you love me.