Perfectly Wrong

A fictitious figure so far away. A presence so distant it's hard to believe at all. A seemingly pointless thought, but when my mind tries so hard to let you go, but my heart doesn't seem to listen.

To me, your flaws so insignificant. It kills me knowing how much I care about you and how little you know of any of it. I'll never forget you, or the way I feel when I see you, even if I am wasting my time thinking about you. I miss you.

Your Just So Perfectly Wrong.