Because sometimes, perfection exists in the electricity that flows between your fingertips when they touch. It exists in the stare that sends warm shivers all the way down to your feet. It exists when your arm can fit comfortably in her waist, as if God had designed it that way.
Even though your ears get the blunt of her lies. Even though she can crush your lungs with a single gaze. Even though you'll stare at your phone all night, waiting for that precious name to appear on your inbox. Even though knowing all her faults doesn't make you immune to them. Even though everything she puts you through, and will continue to put you through, you still hold on to that invisible hand that's always been outstretched. And you'll have to get used to it, because...Like you said, she’s everything you want.
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