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In our relationship

I was trying to be God

I wanted to breathe life into your soul

Correct all your flaws

Shape and mold you into the man

I deemed perfect for me

I was obsessed

Constantly thinking about

Who you should

And could not be

But who was I

To judge

Who was I

To criticize

And attempt to recreate

God’s divine masterpiece

Who was I

That I could not accept

You

The man who was created

With no imperfections

But was born

Perfect

Whole

And complete

I was trying to be God

I couldn’t love you

Because I was living in the context of me

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