
Nobody wants to be perfect. It’s just an annoying thought of becoming a perfect person. It’s impossible and so I just haven’t tried it at all. Well, there were times, when I thought it was possible, but it normally didn’t take a long time until I realized the reality. Being perfect is perverse, isn’t it?
So, girl. Just let me be. I’m here to touch your hair, to kiss your neck. I’m here to spent my time with you. You make everything easier than it is. You make me blind and I make you sick. It’s okay. I just have to do it. I really love you, from to bottom of my heart to the top of my brain. Yeah, it’s true. One of the first times my heart and my brain were united in an unbelievable symbiosis. I love you and I really don’t want to hurt you. And I hope, I’m not able to do it, by the way. You are fragile, and the same I am. Everyone seems to be fragile when he/she is in love. Isn’t it awful. Everything becomes more dangerous, more horrifying just by loving a person? It is.
I do everything that you need. I really try to. It’s hard work, but I’m willing to do it. This is love. Do you know? And that’s the reason, why I was so fucking sad, when you weren’t able to show me the love I need, too. I’ve learned so much, the past few years and now I know. You can’t love a person in a perfect way. Everone has his/her own failures and problems. You don’t have to hide them. And by the way: You aren’t able to. This is love, do you know? It’s love just to love a person not only “with all his/her problems” but “because of all his/her problems and failures”.
So, just let me disappoint you. Let me be who I am, and I promise. Everything will be easier. And: I still will be lovable, won’t I?
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