When you left me
For the last time
You took a picture of us
I wish I still had
I miss your face
That scar
That somehow
Made you perfect
I wonder if you have it still
I wonder if you look at it
And say how you miss my face
And my freckle
That you use to kiss
We were imperfect
And we fought to love each other
Because it wasn't easy
But we found it in those little things
We found it
Together.