Perfect.

We are perfect.
Perfect for each other,
Perfect for one another,
Perfect when we complete each other’s sentence,
Perfect when we split the bill after dinner,
Perfect when we jam to every G-eazy song,
Perfect when I wear your sweater,
Perfect when we take a picture,
Perfect when we have lameass corny inside jokes,
Perfect when we cuddle next to each other,
Perfect when we have cringey nicknames for each other.

Perfect is what’s being said under the comment section of every uploaded picture.
We are perfect.
Perfect for 9 years.

We are perfect when the doors are closed,
Perfect when we cry because of one another,
Perfect in our silent dinners across each other,
Perfect when we lie to each other,
Perfect when we scream at each other,
Perfect when alcohol is always our solution,
Perfect when we clear the broken pieces of glasses every morning,
Perfect when your absence is my pleasure.

We stay because of our memories, because of the history.
Love is just non existence.
My first impression was a lie.
There is no fire, there is no spark,
The butterflies are dead, they’re rotting inside,
We’re nothing now, we’re just warm bodies now.

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