Disclaimer: They don't belong to, sadly as it is.
Notes: This is just a poem reagarding the final episode. Brian's POV.
Imperfect
Our love it's not perfect.
It's a heavy rain
Cleaning and washing everything.
Specially us.
Our love it's not perfect.
It's a madly fire
That burns and destroys everything on his path.
Specially us.
Our love it's not perfect.
It's a crying wind
That revolves old and new wounds.
Specially ours.
Our love it's not perfect.
It's a dark cloud.
Threatening everyone.
Specially us.
Our love it's not perfect.
Our lives weren't perfect.
But I'm still happy that I met you.
Because this imperfect love
Will be in my soul forever.
Or until you return to me.
To your imperfect lover.
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