How could someone so sweet,
so lovable,
so kind and gentle,
so beautiful,
snap?

The anger,
the evil,
the psychotic rage.

I do not know you,
I am not here,
I am not there.

Why risk your life,
our love,
our future,
for such a pitiful accusation?

Live and learn,
live and love,
live and forgive.
Is there such a thing as perfection?