Thursday, 5 January 2012

she loved the color green

i'm really not a perfectionist
i'm not sure why improper grammar bothers me to such an extent.. 
perhaps it's because i once knew a borderline OCD-Perfectionist
who took such issue with improper grammar
maybe i just miss her physically present self 
i think so fondly of her, so often
although i'd never admit it to everyone else who also thought such
if only she knew me now
maybe we'd be closer then
despite the distance between us
despite us looking physically, the most opposite pair together possible

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