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...
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
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