And I guess...

I guess I'll never get over you while I'm forced to see you every day. I guess I'm waiting for something that will never happen. Well, no, I'm not waiting anymore, but still I can't get over you. I saw your best side, and liked you. Then I saw your worst, and I loved you. Because I know that you're not perfect, but at the same time I can't bare to ever meet someone who represents perfection and equilibrium better than you do. And I guess that you will never think the same of me. And I admit, that I won't be able to love anyone else while you're in my mind. But I also need to admit, I wouldn't like it to be any other way. I love you, I've always done, and while I can't put distance between us I always will. And I know this is pathetic, but at least, at this, I'm sure I'm hopeless.
And I guess, it's because there's nothing beautifuler than your once again gorgeous motherfucking face.