Perfection I do not know if I stop having this stupid smile sooner or later, I just know that I do not care at all and I hope to bring to forever. It does not matter if the world will see me mad or foolish, I just know that my heart continues to beat enunciating every letter of your name, and I do not want to hear another sweet memory in my ears, I do not think WOULD BE here to listen if they do not, but I do not care, crying in the wilderness for months on what I have in here ... I met with perfection! They have no sense of my own eyes, I can not see that intense nutty looking for me, my hands do not make sense if I can not caress those smooth your hair, it makes no sense if my body can not live in your warm embrace, not my words are meaningless when you're not to be the center, do not make sense if you're not my lips you gave me life ... The image of perfection is something unimaginable, which has no defects, to be found, meaning that only God can give ... When a child is daydreaming in his room, always try to imagine the perfect man: the perfect clothes, perfect hair, perfect job, perfect eyes, perfect, perfect ...
I did too, like everyone else, but my perfect is not what I dreamed ... If I had the "perfect thing" next to me, probably I would have thrown off the balcony after the first three seconds: too good, too sweet, too understanding, too all too perfect, too fake to live next to meat and blood, thoughts and words ...
What a child does not know is that Prince Charming is true, that there is (and you want it blonde, you find it dark, and if high, you find it low, if you're not ever swear it with a more Young ... etc). ... x be perfect, but really needs another key concept .... "You're perfect
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Me. " It 'important quell'appartenenza, that bond, I could also outline the nicest guy in the world, the one with the most amazing quality, but without the your pride, your stubbornness, the your sweetness, would be a pale imperfect sketch of a dream ... Another is to find the perfect piece of your heart, a man hold you stronger every day, which rocks her dreams with you that makes you laugh x do not get why you'd remember to cry, do not worship you as a statue, but I "live" with every fiber of his being, taking you to the test if you idiot, if you want to ruin you, that you really love, knowing that it is not necessary to be always together, huddled to miss the one in ' another, that lie opposite one another at times, even screaming, but sometimes x crap, does not mean less love, less passion, less desire ... 're perfect for me, not you defects, the other may seem so, but I'm not "accepting" anything about you (it happens that a friend of someone important, you accept all ...)... but I've never had he need, I love you and I love everything about you, clearly and unconditionally, all that may seem to some a defect is a small part of my soul .... are you my love ....
's so nice to grow up and know that "Reality has surpassed the fantasy ...." With Love, thanks for 4 years and one day unforgettable .....