Pefection

For you I spent my days in a house.

I felt your warmth underneath the sheets and knew that this was all I wanted.

You were there for me, and I was there for you.

We were the means to our own ends.

But you wanted more

I wanted more

You did not ask, and neither did I.

For 2 weeks this went on.

I am not perfect, you know.

I did not think you were either.

But I could not desire anything but you.

We parted when we had to.

I just wanted to let you know, though we hardly spoke, I remember your voice.

Though we hardly touched, I remember your skin.

Though I hardly dared to look deep into your eyes and feel the burn of all my flaws and desires battling in the glimmer of you, I remember you, and I am happy.