Question: What exactly is perfection?
There is no such thing, so how could it be deffined?
Two simple words: Ricky Coca.
This is just my deffinition of perfection, no it is not perfect, but it is good enough for me. Perfection is the way he looks at me when im completely paying attention to something else but can see him out of my perifial just looking at me. Perfection is the way he touches me, the gentlest touch as if he's touching something fragile. Perfection is the way he kisses me, the soft loving ones, that come out of nowhere, as if he's just letting me know he's there. Perfection is the way he smiles at me, it is this different kind of smile that says "i love you". Perfection is the way he makes me laugh, even at times when i dont want to. Perfection is the way he holds me, as if he never wants to let go, and if he does it is as if he will lose me forever. Perfection is the way he makes me feel. When ever i am with him, i never want him to leave. Whenever he looks at me, i never want him to look away. Whenever he holds me, i never want him to let go. Whenever he kisses me, i never want him to stop.
This is just my deffinition of perfection, no it is not perfect, but it is good enough for me. I love you Ricky Coca.
H&B::F&A
taylorbam:)
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Perfection
Posted by Bam at 5:01 PM
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love is an illusion
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