nothing to hide, all out in the open. arms back, palms out, fingers spread like shattered glass.
can you see all of my good intentions, how i am doing my very best, and where my loyalties lie?
i've done my absolute, my utmost, my finest moments yet to become.
skirting along the nadir of all of my past efforts, i can only promise to be better, do better, and continuously improve.
so forgive my silences, my fits of frustration, and my open wounds. we are all so beautifully flawed, and i have you within my heart's crosshairs..