Perfect Imperfection
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
And you said I was beautiful to you
But you never said when it would be over
Or how soon we would be through
Perfection is what you’re looking for
And of course it’s plain to see
Perfection is what you want and more
And that just can’t be me
You should take a look in the mirror
And get a good look at yourself
Maybe that will make things clearer
Maybe you’ll see how I felt
When you told me I wasn’t the one for you
I wasn’t the perfection that you sought
I prayed for days that it wasn’t true
And I wished on every star that we hadn’t fought
But I guess my efforts were in vain
Perfection is too important to you
Though you still care for me you claim
I guess it’s just not enough for you
You know you’re not perfect
I don’t know why you want that from me
In my eyes you were as close to perfect
As anyone could ever be
But now I’ll be waiting for the day
When I’m good enough to be your selection
But to me you will always be in every way
My perfect imperfection
Copyright © Christine Portwood | Year Posted 2007
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