“Perfectly imperfect flawed and irreplaceably you.”

Whatever it is however bad I’m so glad you’re still here.

You were the star in my life but now its my time to shine.

I hope one day your paper cranes grow up in dreams and fly away.

I shouldn’t have to dream of losing you to hold you all closer in the morning.

It may have killed the cat but curiosity is what keeps me alive.

Open your eyes to the bottomless sky that teases omnipresence and know that you are my beyond.

You danced the fine line between graceful and reckless and this is what I wake to wait for.

I spy a life on fire and taken for granted by me.

Needing leave clumsy me – spilling mustard on my sleeve as cover-up for all the talk of love.

You and your sea glass green kaleidoscope eyes have always been my kryptonite.

We’re outsiders- you and I- we could almost be brilliant.

I hope your lemonade tastes like young summers and old times.

Things will change – that’s the best and worst of it.

The world knew it couldn’t break you unless you listened to it talking shit thought and broke yourself.

I dream of you in constellations.

And there in the mirror staring into your shadows eyes red nosed and mascara freckled you’ll recognize yourself again.

But if you don’t love my every flaw, then you mustn’t love me- not at all.

Perfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours.

Beauty is perfect in its imperfections, so you just have to go with the imperfections.

It is not your fault for falling in love with the wrong person. It is easy to mistake familiarity for love, if the love you received as a child was flawed.

We’re all flawed human beings and we all have a cauldron of psychosis which we have to unravel as we grow older and find the way we fit in to live our lives as best as possible.

Trust is an illusion. A systematically flawed word. A total forgery of a statement. Trust assumes infallibility – without errors, mistakes, or fuck ups.

Trust insinuates that the human race is unfailing, faultless, flawless, and perfect.

Just like roses come with thorns, beauty comes with flaws. You could be the only rose in someone’s life full of thorns.