Perfection

Wed, 11/13/2019 - 22:55 -- nyckae

Perfection is unachievable, maybe unbelievable
but for the definition of perfection, all I ever known was you
Blue like the ocean, I drown when I crash into you
Still I revive like waves.
I waive my right to my sanity,

because you make crazy.
Just a little bit hazy 

even when you’re lazy

I still think you’re perfection
Knowing your thoughts as you spill your knowledge
Making you feel acknowledged
It's not hard to say, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me
 

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