I Could Write A Poem Where You Learn To Be Less Disappointed, But That Wouldn't Be Pessimistic Enough

Someday your disappointment will be greater than your love.
Someday my flaws won't be cute anymore,
And you'll wonder why you ever thought they were.

Someday could always be today.
Or tomorrow.

I saw how this would end,
And I decided to love you anyway.
Because even though I'll never be enough for you,
I'll still be better.
Even after you're gone.