• She is perfectly imperfect.

    The moral to my story.

    The light i cling to.

    The beauty i see in life.


    The lines behind my poems.

    Although she isn't mine.

    She still melts my heart.

    Now, some of you may call this weird.

    Some of you may call this stalkerish.

    But once you've experienced such love...

    Such kindness...

    Such a bond...

    You'd feel what i feel towards her.

    I'm not sure how much longer i can go.

    She is perfectly imperfect.

    The moral to my story.

    The light i cling to.

    The beauty i see in life.