I need you to help teach me if I make mistakes.... Because I'm not perfect. I wear my hair up in a bun, I carry extra weight, I bare scars from children and surgeries... I laugh loud, I am patient to a fault, I wear my heart on my sleeve, I care too much.
All of these things are what make me ME. These are things that you loved about me when we met, And now not so much. Why?
Why do you have less patience with me? Why are you irritated by me? Why don't we laugh together like we used to?
I laugh loudly because it comes from deep inside and I mean it... Like the love I share, It comes from deep in my soul and you've betrayed it... By it' I mean my love and trust.
Once you do this to me I am done-- Broken, But I am strong, and I will pick myself back up , Dust my self off and pray for the strength and keep going. Because you can't keep me down. I am stronger than this and I will be ok. I am not perfect...
