my love, your tears paint gold on your cheeks and i can't possible describe how much it pains me to see you so sad. i know it's all my fault dearest but you deserve diamonds and pearls, not gold. gold is taboo and you are that of divine grace. you are perfect and deserve more that gold. as beautiful as your tears look upon your displeased face, i think you would look better with the crystal shine in them when you smile.
the only reason i wish for you to cry is when you are truly in need to let your feelings out. you deserve to cleanse yourself of sadness. now that i think about it, i'm so selfish. i've always asked you to not cry but how dumb i was to say such. you should cry. i want you to let out all your tears whenever you wish. my perfect diamond, cry. just know i love you dearly i would never want to hurt you like i did. your so precious to me. you could never understand, which is why you left.
you said i didn't deserve anything. your right. i don't deserve to caress your lovely cheeks nor wipe those perfect tears off of your perfect face. those crystal drops were meant for another to frown at. they were meant for another thumb to swipe away. say what you will about me but i don't care. i shouldn't even care about you. i hold you close to my heart you held me at the tip of your pinky no matter how many kisses we shared and no matter how many nights i let you stay when your bitch of a mother kicked you out.
no matter how many meaningless words you spray from your heart-shaped lips, i still love you. my perfect diamond. your perfect tears filled rivers when you ranted to me about your problems. when i said nothing and just listened, kissing your head and stroking your silky hair, that meant nothing? my diamond, you hurt me. i get that i hurt you when i left but had i not you would have done it first. i have to save myself from your rough edges. yes, you are my perfect diamond but like i said just a few days before i left when you were ranting and sobbing in my chest, my diamond is perfect.
that you are. imperfections is what makes perfection. that you are, my diamond.
