Mistakes

I love you even when you make mistakes.
It is not the mistakes that I love.
I hate those mistakes.
It is you that I love in spite of mistakes.

Everyone can love you when you have something they want.
Everyone can love you in exchange for what they think you can do for them.

But when you are lonely, broke, fallen down, pitiful and hopeless,
nobody wants to be around you at all.
This is because you have nothing to give others except the mistakes you made.

And in this moment,
this is when you really need someone to love you,
in spite of those mistakes.