Grey

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[may 17th 2019]

Dear Grey,

You are not perfect. You know you aren't.

"I'm just trying to get this perfect!" You yell, slamming you fist down on the desk, as I jump up at your sudden outburst of anger.

"It is perfect!" I protest.

"No."

"No what?"

"It's not perfect." Tears are streaming down the side of your face now. I put a gentle had on your back, but I know I can't take the sadness away.

"It doesn't have to be. People aren't perfect." I try to reassure you.

"I don't want to be a person then. I want to be perfect." You wipe the tears from your eyes and storm out.

I let you leave.

I leave you alone with your thoughts, despite the fact that I know they are dangerous things.

I just want you to be okay.

I just want to help you, yet you keep pushing me away.