Perfection We

We are dysfunctionally perfect for each other. On the outside we don't fit, we don't look good together and we don't seem to be on the same wavelength. I don't compare to you sexually, you will never compare to me intellectually but yet together, our lacks are perfect. If this is the case and love me to the point of being obssessed and I love you to where I can hardly seperate the two of us, why do we constantly sabatoge us. Tonight, when I hung up on you, I sabatoged.

Category Romance