i know how much you hate my cigarettes, and the alcohol that i drink. i know how much you love god, and you cannot stand the fact that i am not religious. i make mistakes, and you look at me with disappointment in your eyes. i am not a perfect person, and i have scars on my skin that explains everything. i am not sure where we will be in 5 years, but the thing i am sure of, in this very moment, is that i love you and you love me.
