Unintentional Fuck-ups

As I walk across the crisp, ice, cold field
I breathe in the deathly frozen air,
I envision you in my head
And my chest filled with the icy air
Suddenly warms up
How is it that things are so perfect?
I feel so safe with you,
But I'm just scared for the moment
When I uck it all up
My own father tells me I'm a mistake,
How can you tell me I won't screw this up?
When I do, know my great love for you,
Know it wasn't my intention and that
It's just me;
Who isn't meant to be here