I worry that the shadows of my imperfect life will cover all the sunshine I bring you and you will flee for brighter lands.
I struggle to hide the darkness that lurks in my cracked and broken soul; because you deserve perfection and all I deserve is holes.
It's impossible. For me to give you everything. Because everything I have would be nothing for a king.
No you are not perfection, but neither is he. You are beautiful and kind and I love you, I always have and always will; deep inside though we are now apart, we will always be best friends, and if there's one thing you must know: it's that you deserve to be happy, and it's never that far from your reach. xx
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