All My Bad

Tributes to Lovers

We've had so many 

good times together,

the best times in my life. 


But I can lose my patience,

and you have seen it only once

and voiced your dislike.


So when all my bad comes out,

will you leave me?


It's destined to happen;

I'm known for temper tantrums

and you haven't seen anything yet.


If you can't accept that about me

(even though I realize 

it's something I need to work on),

then is this even love?


Isn't love about embracing someone

with all their imperfections?

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