I may not be expressive.
But I really care for you.
I may not appreciate you.
But I like all the things you do.
I may not hug you every day.
But you are my pillow when I sleep.
I may not kiss you often.
But I cherish it every time we do it.
I may not be jealous.
But it hurts when I see you happy with someone else.
I may not say that, “I love you”.
But you are the only girl to hear me say it.
Whenever we have a misunderstanding.
You keep on reminiscing of the bad times.
You keep on saying things that I am not.
Why would you not accept me.
The way that I am.
You always think that you are nothing to me.
Because you don't know how much you mean to me.
I am not so good with words.
And I know I can't say this to you in person.
So I am writing this letter for you to know.
I am not Perfect.
But I am faithful to you.
I am not Perfect.
But at least I am real.
I am not Perfect.
But I will always love you.
You are my first, and you will be my last.