i swear you're perfection
or at least the closest thing to it
i can't see what i saw in other girls
because none of them were as perfect as you
as beautiful, as funny, as kind as you
they pale in comparison to you
it kills me how idiotic it was to waste time on them
when the only person who deserves my time
is you
YOU ARE READING
the inevitability of wrinkled bedsheets
Poetrythe life of two, shown in one ~a bunch of sappy lovey-dovey stuff that will probably make you vomit blood~
