I am never enough.
I try to be.
I can be less intelligent.
I can fight the urge to correct your subject-verb agreements and your tenses (you know very well how hard that is).
I can like the movies you see even if I forget the whole plot the next day.
I can change my playlist to the songs you listen to.
I dress down because you should look better.
I put on perfume because you like smelling it.
I learned how to fry and can learn to cook.
I can wax my b*lls and *rse (f*ck that hurt!).
I can bend over like crazy, kneel like there's no tomorrow, walk with my hands, have my wang hang in balcony just because you wanna try outdoor s*x.
And I love your family like I love mine.
And I can believe your lies.
And I can hold on to your word like I hold on to life.
And I love you despite.
Pero kulang pa rin ako para sa'yo.
Akala ko hindi na masakit - pero ang sakit sakit pa rin.
The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Its simple and its plain
Why should I complain?
PS: Time's a b*tch: its too fast when your happy and it's dragging when your not.