Can i be your juliet?
Those were her first words
as she sighed upon his blue eyes..
she filled her lungs with the summer daisy breeze
she felt like a wingless butterfly
I must be dreaming... She thought as he touched her hand with the slightest stutter
His hands were as light as almost nothing
and she had never been this happy before.
Can i be your Juliet?
She stuttered in her mind
almost as unconcious as the first time
she was trying to sit still without looking clumsy
She kept thinking "Perfect" thoughts
I must be "Perfect" or he shall never deserve me..
This time.. I will be the Juliet in my ever-after..
She was still silent as could be
as thoughts of "Perfectness" ran through her mind
be perfect
act perfect
think perfect
I am "Perfect"
But that wasn't enough...
He saw her brown eyes..
He saw her Two-Toned Hair
He saw the Past on her face..
He saw the Hurt in Her Eyes
When he left her..
She was no longer perfect..
But only Perfect in that MeSsEd up Sortt of WaY.
© 2008 BethanyBallet
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