Perfect?

this poem is about going back to that guy that you know will hurt you again and there's no real reason but you try to be with him again

We can do it we can stay together and be perfect...

we can't can we?...

I mean we were...

but not now...

it's too late to be perfect again...

isn't it?...

perfect is him calling on my birthday.

or anytime for that matter...

perfect is my parents liking him.

but after the first time...

perfect is not having a care in the world just knowing he won't hurt me.

but he's already done that...

so i have to worry...

stupid me...

i'm going to keep trying...

why?...

I guess just to watch myself fall...

AGAIN!...

Reviews

[nono]

Very good. it makes a good point that nothing is ever perfect.