Just Perfect
Chasing Ghosts of Perfection: A Melodic Reflection on Love's Illusions
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Writing letters, only to keep them in my head.
Expressing the act of writing letters but keeping thoughts internally.
Chasing my mind around, building arguments.
Engaged in mental conflicts, building arguments within one's mind.
And it would be easier if you were here to defend,
Desiring someone's presence to provide defense or support.
But I remind myself that that won't happen.
Realizing the unlikelihood of receiving the desired support.
Six more days ‘til Sunday and I swear that I won't call.
Counting days until a specific time (Sunday) and making a commitment not to call.
And I suppose it's about time I took down that picture on the wall,
Acknowledging the need to remove a picture, possibly for closure.
The one of you and me when we dressed up for Halloween,
Recalling a past event (Halloween) captured in a picture.
And I'm still not sure what you were supposed to be.
Expressing uncertainty about the other person's costume.
What you were supposed to be…
Repeating uncertainty about the other person's identity or role.
And I know that time heals all things,
Recognizing the healing power of time.
But I feel like time kills all things bad about you.
Contrasting the positive impact of time with its negative effects on memories.
And could it really have been me who said so proudly,
Questioning a past statement about being better off without the person.
That I'd be better off without you?
Reflecting on the possibility of feeling better without the person.
Day by day I work myself down to the bone.
Describing the daily grind and the emotional toll it takes.
And I put your arms around me whenever I'm alone.
Seeking comfort in imaginary embraces when alone.
And sure, I know that those arms, they aren't real,
Acknowledging the artificial nature of the comfort sought.
But I say that anything is better than the way I feel.
Choosing anything over the current emotional state.
Day by day I work myself and I smile at all my friends
Maintaining a façade of happiness and normalcy with friends.
And I say, I know it's just a second love
Admitting to a second love but downplaying its significance.
And surely it don't mean the end.
Questioning the permanence of the second love.
But when does that name fade?
Contemplating when the memory of the person fades.
And when do I stop using it for protection?
Considering when protection from the person's name is no longer necessary.
And where does one go to from perfection?
Pondering the next step after achieving perceived perfection.
And I know you're not perfect, but I built you up that way.
Acknowledging the imperfections of the person but emphasizing personal idealization.
And I know it's been a year, but I can't take another day.
Expressing difficulty in coping with the passing of time.
And it would be easier if you were here to defend,
Desiring the absent person's defense in challenging situations.
But as it stands, I'm just left with an image of perfection.
Being left with a lingering image of perfection due to the absence of defense.
An image of perfection.
Reiterating the presence of an idealized image in the mind.
An image of perfection, whenever I close my eyes.
Highlighting the persistent image of perfection when closing eyes.
An image of perfection, and it gets me by.
Emphasizing reliance on the mental image to get through difficult times.
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