Imperfect

by Ashley   May 15, 2007


She cries herself to sleep
no comfort, no warmth
love does not surround her
they point, they laugh
she makes no eye contact
afraid to let go
cutting the imperfections away
only to bleed even more
he reaches for her hand
she turns away
how can anyone ever love her,
he holds her close
her head is down, eyes are red from crying
he kisses her
she feels so warm within
he made her whole
he tells her shes beautiful
"don't worry about the world" he says
he kisses her
she feels so warm
and perfect within..

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