Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Perfect imperfection.

What am i?
Compared to her.
What do i have to offer?
That she can't.
How happy can i make you?
When she makes you feel like the world.
How beautiful can i be?
If she's so much more.
She has everything i must live without.
Her perfection surpasses me a hundred times over.
I'm nothing when matched up to her.

I'm missing so many pieces,
Whilst she is completely whole.
She makes you smile,
Whilst i bring you sadness.
She patches up your heart,
While i'm breaking it.
She fills your dreams with elegant beauty,
While i bring you torturous nightmares.
She brings you warmth,
While i make the temperature drop.
She wipes away all your tears,
While i cause them to fall.
She takes away all your fears,
While i bring on the terror.
She shines her light on you,
While i cause the darkness to close in.
She made the path seem so clear,
When i crowded up your lost mind.
She's perfect in every way...
And i'm the definition of imperfection...

"She" is the person you want,
The person i'll never be...

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