picture not perfect if i pictured you perfect, you would be the spark that lights my fire. you�d be braver than me and quicker to jump into crazy things, eager to take me with you. you would dream in vivid technicolor and wake me up in the morning just to tell me about it. if i was upset, you would be there to hug me or you�d send a cute note to make me smile or tell a story that would take my mind off whatever it is. you would tell me that you�d kill whoever hurts me, even though we both know you don�t mean it. you would never say things like �get over it� or �just suck it up� or �but you�re leaving anyway� because you would know how unhelpful that is and how it doesn�t make me feel any better at all. you would always want to hang out with me no matter what we were doing just because you were with ME and that�s all that matters, because that�s how i always feel about you. you would want to talk to me about things like gender and art and books and dreams and thoughts. you would understand that some days i get really down about the world and the way people treat each other, that sometimes i�m in a bad mood just because of how the world works, not because anything happened to me personally. you would like my friends and get along with them because you would know that my friends are the world to me, and you�d also understand that when something is going wrong with my friends it�s really hard on me, for this same reason. you would love all the weird things about me and wouldn�t make fun of them. and it would be really nice if you would love me enough to never go to bed knowing i�m upset or angry, you would be willing to stay up just to fix it because i am that important to you. that�s it really. that�s what perfect would look like. |