Imperfect

I'm not a perfect person that is what repeats in my head as life unravels.

Life should be simple but mine is not

If it were simple I would never have lost you.

Lost you to another, my place in your heart taken.

It was all finished long before we had a go.

You are perfect and deserve perfection

I am flawed, imperfect.

It pains me to see you leave.

You make me wonder if I were perfect

would you have stayed?

This question will haunt me as I see you walk towards him and leave
me to my imperfect life alone to bear it.