Perfectly Imperfect

Your words hit me like shooting stars.
Unexpected but amazing.
It takes my breath away, really.
And all I can do is smile.

The way my eyes gleam with pure love that outshines every star in the midnight sky makes it impossible for you to take your gaze from mine, where it belongs.

This is where we belong, together in each others grasp, too afraid to let go and let reality seep into our fresh wounds.

Everything is so perfectly imperfect.

Us, together.
Like the Romeo and Juliet love affair, everyone insists the flaws in our passion.
I see through their jealousy and controversy.
I don't need anything.
You are my everything.
Please, don't let me go.
Hold me tight.
Don't let reality come between our fairytale.