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Perfect

I don’t want you to leave again.
Every time you look at me
You say you’re not enough,
But you’re wrong again
Your never were right that I can remember
Except for those couple times.
I don’t want you to walk away
Every day
You go,
You leave me to myself
And I don’t know what to do anymore.
I know you’re not perfect
Never asked for you to be
Anything like him
Anything like them,
I just want you.
I hated you, back then,
I’m sorry that I hurt you,
I know you can’t be perfect,
You say it won’t work
But I know it can
Because we can make it
again.
You curse, you’re never true,
Your always late, you drink
I never wanted anything more than that
From you.
You keep saying
I’m not good enough for you
But I’m not good enough for you
So we can be not enough together.
It won’t be perfect
There’s no happy ending in this world
I just want you
Because you walk away.
Doesn’t mean I don’t love you,
Every time you just break my heart again
Sometimes it feel likes you’re just trampling drown the pieces
But when you come back
It’s okay.
Don’t walk away
I want you with me
Don’t leave me, done let me be alone tonight
I just want you.
I wouldn’t take anything away,
Wouldn’t make you perfect for the world.
I don’t want perfect
I want you.
Don’t leave me again
Don’t walk away
I can’t stand to be alone anymore
Without you.
Tonight, let’s be awful
Tonight let’s be bad
We can hate ourselves and love each other
Perfections something we’ve never had
So come on back
And be with me
Don’t leave me anymore.
I’ve always told you,
And it’s true,
I don’t want perfect.
I want you.

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  • Saturday Mar
    December 15, 2008
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    WOW great job! This was so well done! It wouldn't be about Chuck, would it now?
    Great job!
    -S


  • CarlySeye
    December 11, 2008

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    Careful

    What is it about this relationship that you desire? It appears to be very emotionally draining...

    Regarding the poem, you sound a chord of grabbing into the dark, running blind or an emotional addiction.

    Keep writing :-)


    • Colin Night
      December 11, 2008
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      Thanks,
      This poem isn't exactly about me. At least, not directly. In some ways it is, but I partly based it on a television show I was watching one night. Thanks for reading,
      -Colin