Imperfection-

the state of being faulty or incomplete.

Could it be so? Could we have known the truth all along; that wonderful ignorance would turn into miserable arrogance. Could it be so? Could we have acted the part, only to shoot each other in the face with backwards thoughts and snap words as if they were pop rocks in a watering mouth. Could it be so? Could we have tore each other down; reenforcing our guards before they even had a chance to be decoded. Could it be so? Could we have made the biggest mistake of our lives?

Tell me now, are you happy with the way things are winding down? No longer with soft words and warm glances. No longer with care, only hatred walks these roads.

Bad decisions and Temptation have left the building forcing Esteem to leave the walls of Comfort and rebuild Happiness with hard Annoyance in its mind. Guilt dwindled eons ago, Fear fled with the sight of Brave Independence, Compassion remains missing in action, Sadness triumphs the crushed heart. Anger surrounds the meaningless lies we led each other to believe... Truth sets us free, but not before decimation.

Tell me now, could it be so? Could we have been fine if you weren't such an asshole, or if I didn't have such a crazy fantasy of a relationship where we actually enjoyed conversing with one another.

Tell me now, as Lies once told me, "Pretend This is Perfection",
Tell me now Truth,
"This is Imperfection."