Perfection
You’re awfully close to perfection
even your scent lingers after years without vision
am I mad or is because you’re so rad?
No, I’m mad because you’re so awfully close to perfection
what yet needed to be filled?
NOTHING!
You were perfect in my eyes
even if I only had two
I wish I had a thousand so I can see
you from every angle
pink roses were my first and my last
can you hear it?
The leaves crunching beneath us?
I hear you’re happy
I can feel it my ear
I can even feel it in your heart
please don’t let me be mad, because
you were awfully close to perfection
I can’t help but be brutal to myself because I loved you I truly did
and nothing you could ever do would ever hurt me
you were so close to perfect so how could you hurt me
how can someone so awfully close to perfection
hurt me