Why Must...?

Why must I be the way i am?
A man who on his own can barely stand.
Why must I be the one knows all when in actuality I know nothing at all.
Why must I try to be perfect and hold my head up high?
Why do i hold myself with such tremendous pride?
Why do I love now, when before I would not belive;
That something that was oh so pure could touch my life so incredibly.
Why do I not listen to you,
when you are the one who knows best.
You know me better than anyone;
Finally something I will admit.
These are just a few of the question that have came to mind
and I thought I would give you the answer and shed in a little light.

I can barely stand on my own two feet because by myself i am not whole. you are the other half of me, The connection to my soul.

I hold my head high with pride because I don't like to show,
that nothing else can affect me and if it hurts,
i'll just let it go.

I love now because you found me,
and brought me back from hell.
You put that fire back inside of me, the fire that only true love knows.
I love you because....You put up with me yet i do the same with you. For every imperfection you have, the love i have for you grows more.
I love you know because you stuck with me,
when most people thought to flee,
and I do appreciate your patience;
I know it was hard waiting around for me.

I know that im not perfect babe,
and the chances you gave me were too many to count,
but I finally realize that I love now with no doubt.
I ask you to forgive me and I do hope you see
that i'm here waiting for you ,
willing to give up everything.

I tell you all these things now to let you see inside-
the man that loves you more than anything and who's love continues to grow.