I'm Sorry I'm Not Perfect Novels & Stories

He is perfect, he has the perfect face, perfect smile, perfect body, perfect everything. "I couldn't help but look for my flaw so I could fix it'' he said as he laid on the bed, I felt bad for him, I guess he doesn't believe in himself so much, " sorry" I finales said, what I swore I won't say, " no need to say sorry, when I think about you, I feel I don't deserve you, neither do I deserve your love" he said

I wanted to take a moment to let everyone know I am so sorry that I haven't updated at all. I have been dealing with a lot in my personal life that has kept me from writing. I want you to all know that I am trying my best and will endeavor to write more. I am sorry for letting you down in my writing as of late. I can't wait to be in a place that I can write more freely, but I am not there as of right now. I hope you are all having a great life and that you continue to enjoy reading. ~A*i~

“Sorry. I intended to visit you, but I didn’t want to disturb you. I know you were super busy,” I say as an excuse. It’s a poor one, and I hate that I wasn’t more present for him during this period, but I also didn’t know how to help. “Sorry I wasn’t there for you more often.”

That question hit deeper than it should’ve. I didn’t answer right away. Instead, I looked at her for a long time, trying to figure out if this was Sera, the project I once saw her as, or Sera who now … slept in my room, wore my shirt, and that necklace I gave her. “All the time,” I finally said. “Then why not try to relax just a little?” “Because I can’t. I grew up believing perfect was the bare minimum.” She shifted and faced me. Her hand reached out, tracing my jawline, then my upper arm. “It’s okay not to be perfect all the time.”

In a sincere and apologetic tone, Harrison said "I'm so sorry if this is upsetting or confusing. I don't mean to hurt you by not being able to remember things. It's not something I can control. I know it must be frustrating for you, and I feel terrible that I can't give you the answers you're looking for. Please forgive me."

"You want me to have my life together. To stop making mistakes. To be someone worthy of your feelings." "Derek, that is not—" "But I am not any of those things," I interrupted, my voice breaking completely. "I am just a kid who misses his mom. Who does not know how to handle pressure. Who makes stupid decisions when he is scared or angry or hurt." The words hung in the air between us. "I am trying," I said, quieter now. "I am trying so hard to be what everyone wants. But I do not know how. I do not know how to be perfect. I do not know how to never make mistakes. I do not know how to be enough for everyone."

It was pathetic really’ I wondered as I looked at my mother’s unhappiness hating every moment of it. ‘It was my torment too’ Yes I wasn’t perfect and I made my fair share of mistakes, I was still young and learning but I owned them, I stood up to them, I fixed them. I always dreamt of a better version of me, and every day I was fighting for that person to win.

You aren’t perfect and you never will be. I certainly am not, and I’ve learned to be OK with that. Sure, keep trying to improve, but don’t think you’ll ever be the “perfect person”. If you look at it in a different way, that imperfection is what makes you who you are, you already are perfect. Don’t knock others down. Sometimes we try to criticize others just to make ourselves look or feel better,being bullies and all... I'm raising my hand up high,I am one at times but I can control and contain myself after a while, I'm being honest with myself too.😂

Sincere apologies🙏 I really hope I can rectify it soon🥹 Thanks for understanding

I actually I'm giving my best. But honestly, I don't know if my best is enough. Please kindly drop gems and also a thumbs up for this if you are feeling my story okay.