My Perfect Love

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As a little girl I was cheerful
Happy
Bright
Colorful
I dreamt of love
He was fun
He was crazy
He cared for people
He felt at home in my family
He loved animals

But
Then I felt something missing
I changed
I was dead inside
Numb
Dark
Alone
Loneliness slowly destroyed me
Yet I didn't want to be by people
I know they couldn't make me feel better
I didn't know what or who could be missing
I had everything I could want and need
Yet I was missing something
Love
The feeling of being loved
The feeling of being wanted
The feeling of being needed

At the time I didn't want it
I didn't believe anyone could truly love me
Truly understand me
Truly want me
I didn't want more people to care for
Just in case my mind locked me up
Insanity held me tighter in its embrace
I lose the war against my demons
They shouldn't be sad when I left
When I failed
When I died
By my own hands or not
Because they shouldn't have care
To me they didn't care enough
I cared too much
I lost the hope for love

But

Secretly,

I was looking for it

My ideas of love changed though
I knew happily ever afters didn't always happened
I knew how people were

I dreamt of love every now and then
When the days weren't so bad
I had little hope for better

I dreamt of the things that can make me happy

He was crazy
He was like me
He understood me
He accepted me
He loved me as I loved him
He loved music and art
He made the bad thoughts go away
He held me close and tight
He let me spill my tears
He would wipe them away
He would kiss my head
Pull me closer
And tell me he'll make it better
That he'll love me
Then close our eyes
And sleep the day away

But then I would wake up again
Back in the lonely world

I never thought he could exist
Or if he did,I would never meet him

But

I did

I met the love of my life
I made it
I found my happiness
My Everything
My missing piece
My Silly







My Perfect Love










The original picture was not mine but
I edited it so that was my finally product, the whole poem was mine. This came from the heart and means something to me. This is to my love, who made the last two months the best months of my life.

Thank you for reading it! More will come soon~

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