It is not you but me.

Never thought I’d ever grasp The “it is not you but me,” concept,
with time I got it. It was not that I was not good enough.
It was that he messed up. Could not appreciate, recognize value.
No matter how intelligent he was. Didn't matter that he had my love,
was applauded and respected by all around,
had many accomplishments.
When it came to appreciating fine women he was lacking.
Wished only the best for him and whoever falls ‘n becomes my replacement.
My advice would be to lower expectations,
don't achieve more or exercise great moral,
or she would also will comprehend,
The “it is not you but me” phrase.

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