Antonym

We are the antonym of perfection (2023).

In a world where everything is perfect,
I still wouldn’t be with you
In a world where we were both happy
I still wouldn’t be with you.
In a world where you are mine,
Nothing is as it should be,
Because we are the opposite of fate
The antonym of perfection.
Yet, I can’t deny when there is a connection.
I crave your body near mine
Despite how catastrophic that would be.
And I need my name in your mouth
Even if it were to make my ears bleed.
I need love letters, flowers, love.
I need your shoes at my door
And your hand in my hair,
And I know
There is a world where I have all of those things.
A world where you and I are meant to be.
I know there is a world for us
But in that world
You
Are spelled a little differently.
Because you, the way you are,
Can never be with me.
It’s never meant to be.