Her eyes pierced my mind with a gentle gaze.I focuses all my attention on the lips coated with a glaze.
She was perfect in her entirity yet so damaged in her ideologies.
I knew she was it, but was it ever a perfect fit?
1 year and 3 months ago. I made choices. 7 months ago she put an end to 3 of my voices. 5 months ago she killed all my vices.
1 month ago we got through the crisis.
1 year 3 months ago i chose happiness.
457 days ago i chose perfection.
These 10968 hours have been my pilgrimage.
Becuase im your preacher. And you are my only Sage.