Literature
Perfection
His smile in class,
When I look at him across the room,
Even though I shouldn't stare.
That's perfection.
His kind words,
That he says to me,
The words never upset me.
That's perfection.
His hair braided,
Or in a (jacob) ponytail,
That I see him in.
That's perfection.
Always willing to fight,
For things,
No matter what they are.
That's perfection.
His defined body,
His friendly personality,
I like both.
That's perfection.
Him not knowing something,
Not taking it to heart,
When he is clueless.
That's perfection.
He is himself,
That I see,
I don't want that to change.
That's perfection.