seems like i always fall short.
that I'm always messing up.
and yet you still can love me?

its a fact though,
that i turn and run directly from you
and yet you still wait for me.

i see it happening.
I see me deliberately disobeying.
and yet you forgive me.

it makes me so sick.
to think what pain I've caused.
and yet you never give up on me.