Perfect

by rae   Jun 18, 2010


I miss your smell, your touch, your everything.
I put you on a pedistol
I'm having trouble taking you down
It's foreign to me,
the fact that you didn't deserve to be there
the fact that nobody does.
My expectations were crushed
I guess I deserved that
When you build someone up
The only thing that could happen is
failure.
People can't match your dreams of perfection
Perfection just doesn't exist
When you put someone in a chokehold of perfection
They are bound to find a way out

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