Perfection
We were perfect
Don't you remember saying that?
Saying that I was your match and you were mine.
Yet, you're calling us an end
An end, how can you say that
After everything we've been through.
What happened to perfect?
You say you're not in love?
Even though weeks ago you knelt on your knee and pulled out a ring.
And now it isn't love.
Tell me
What is love?
Because I don't know anymore
It's just a figment of my imagination now.
Love is when you're supposed to care for someone right?
When did you care for me?
All I can remember is your fist,
Need I not say more.
Maybe it wasn't love
And you're right.
How can I be in love with someone who doesn't know what it is.
How can you love when you can't even feel
Oh wait, you say it isn't love.
Let's go back to where I'm not perfect
Where this isn't perfect.
What is perfect?
Perfect is standard that no one can ever reach
As a human I'll never be perfect
Now I realize I don't need you
There was no perfect
We were never perfect
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