Honest

I'll be honest, I haven't been the best
But I'm trying and you know it
I see the best of me reflected in your eyes
But I still worry that my vision's bad

Even then deep down, I know it's true
But self-doubt drenched my feet
And I'm sinking with the scent of petrichor
As I fall in love with your patience

And you make me better, and I do you
Increments of progress through wet cement
We grab each other by the shoulder
And find ourself at shoreside

Amongst all of our truancy
I find reason to go back
But parting with hands is hard
When they fall off of my back

Will you still love me when I'm old and used
If I do same for you?
All these cries are true



Credits
Writer(s): Jared Peterson
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