The Curse of the Perfectionist

Even when I’m upset with you, I’m not mad at you.
I could never be mad at you.
You are perfect.
In every way.
You are so perfect, I cannot bear to stand it.
Therefore I shall say I don’t deserve it.
Your perfection is made so that you could be a whole person.
Sometimes perfect things seem unreal.
Therefore you are unreal.

Some things, like perfection, are not meant to be kept by others, especially not me.

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