Dear Almost Perfet

Dear Almost Perfect,

Don't know why I'm writing to you again other than I needed to talk to you... I guess you could say that I miss you. But at the same time I really don't. I hate knowing that after everything we're not going to see each other any more, because we both want to forget. Don't we? I guess it's "Life's Lesson". I found something today that reminded me of you. Hated that you were the first thing I thought of though.
Has anyone told you that you're addicting? The perfect combination of sounds. You made the flaws disappear into something that was almost tangible. I know you said that you weren't perfect but being human means you're not.
I never once wished that you were different. People're always looking for perfection when it's sitting right in front of them. Perfection is relevant I've decided, you see. Maybe you don't remember it all... You're always looking to forget until it's something unavoidable. Maybe it's time you opened your eyes and realised...
Everything's different, and yet it's all the same.
I remember all the important things. Part of my mould; we never forget. I wish you'd learn the difference between choosing to ignore something and blocking it out completely.


Waiting for your reply,
Forcibly Ignored