I want you.
I don't want perfection.
You are the bliss
in my worst nightmares.
I don't care if you poison
my gut and think you aren't
good enough.
I still love you like crazy
but when it comes to soulmates
I think you're mine and you
think she is yours
so I am left here alone,
loving someone who loves another,
wondering if my life will become
a series of almost having
the best things in life.
I know you say I deserve
the world but no one
wants to give it to me.
I do love you,
and I can't believe
you are gone
but still here;
you will always be present in my soul.