HOW do you define a word without concrete meaning? To each his own, the saying goes, so WHY push to attain an ideal state of being that no two random people will agree is WHERE you want to be? Faultless. Finished. Incomparable. People can never be these, and anyway, WHEN did creating a flawless facade become a more vital goal than learning to love the person WHO lives inside your skin? The outside belongs to others. Only you should decide for you - WHAT is perfect.

I'm a total wreck. Afraid to let anyone near. Afraid they'll see the real me.

And how can it be he's so in love with me? To grow up without love, and still have so much inside?

Is it wrong to leave relative security in favor of unknown risk at the side of someone you love?

Forgiveness is easy. Trust is much more difficult, and should never be given lightly.

I fell for a boy from the wrong side of the tracks.

....a perfect paper airplane.