i am not you

i am not you.
i admit it was foolish of me to have tried to be you .
you are you.
i am me.
you are an angel.
and i am just the guy next door.
i do not speak perfect word with flawless grammar.
i am human.
i am flawed.
i do not believe in love
no longer.
love is like a beautiful porcelaine vase.
well moulded and beautifully painted.
it is brittle and hollow
lovely to those who see it and not have it.
but beware , for when you drop it and when it breaks,
its shards will cut those attempting to put it together.
..
to you my dear friend.
i am glad to have you as my firnd and no further.
for it is very dark , the place that i come from .
yes it is indeed.
for it is darkest beneath the lamp..
being near you ..
...
but none of these matter ..
put the shame of guilt on me , and let me bask in your wholeness.
.