Perfect(ion)

Some things are happy
and some things are sad
And some things are so
frustratingly perfect
that you don't know
what to do any more,
and you don't know what
to say, 'cause you don't
want to ruin it.
And you don't know what to
dream, 'cause you just
don't want this to
disappear at the end
of the day,
or the end of the hour,
or the end of the minute.
Or even if, this isn't
real,
if I could just be
remembered,
as the best time you
ever had.
I might be okay,
without you and your
perfection...

(2x)





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Milo! said...
Mar. 13, 2010 at 8:45 am
I really love this. I really like how everyone can relate to this. I hope you keep writing, because this is great. You should check out some of my stuff. I think you would like it.
 
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