Beautiful thoughts and Mightier Pens

PERFECT

The way you smile,

the way you move,

the way you speak,

it's perfect.

Even just the way you look,

even just the way you keep silent,

even just the way you are,

you're perfect.

How can I be noticed?

What stars should cross?

What destiny must be made?

To be perfect.

All are impossible

we're continents apart

a sea of admirers

I'm just a speck of them

loving from afar

dreaming of uncertainties

hoping for reality

wishing it to be perfect.