i am flawed

i care too deeply for the small, irrelevant things. i procrastinate my responsibilities more than i care to admit. i get obsessive over bands and tv shows. i am way too vain. i poison my body, not with pills or cigarettes, but with food. i hunch my back when i sit down. razors are my best friends, and they show their love for me with kisses all down my thighs and up my arms.

i am deeply flawed.

you, however, are perfect.

you are made up of so many stars, and they are all beautiful. you are the smell of freshly baked cookies. your soul is the sunset, no one wants to miss it, but like the leaves on the ground, the wind will sweep you up and out of this place.

you are so handsome. and i when you are gone, i will mourn the presence of your soul that radiates so much light.