Love is perfect.
Not so are we.
But you reflect me like a mirror.
You're my other line of symmetry.
You are perfect
In my eyes.
It may be years until
You realize.
We aren't perfect
I see you walking
And talking
Over there.
I cannot help myself.
I have to stare.
And all these memories
keep flooding back.
I need to get my mind intact.
Then the way you touch me
If even meaningless.
Makes me go crazy and feel
Senseless.
Since love is perfect
We have no way to be.