If i was let to imagine a perfect girl to be the other-half.
I never wanted her to be perfect.
Just a little bossy; keeping stuff in order by nagging
So I would always know - for her, my presence was always a thing.
I never wanted her to be perfect.
Just had some flaws covered underneath her thin talc
So I would be reminded - her intelligence was the reason i got starstruck.
I never wanted her to be perfect.
Just be a bold soul, an avid traveller - dorky and stubborn
So I would have the unusual adrenaline rushing in the stoic self of mine;
a 'dweeb'y bookworm
August27,2014
