You are a perfect imperfection.

A constant contradiction

An imbalanced balance

The sweetness to all the sour

The calm in all this madness

The worth in all the craziness

As Rumi said, “We are sky bound” regardless

and if at some point this all comes to an end

my life will have been in debt.

You will be forever embedded in the depths of all my wander.

You will always have a piece of me, as I a piece of you.

That’s a promise whenever our worlds decides to transcend.

You are my perfect imperfection.

I am so glad our souls have met.

You’ve reignited the hopefulness

and revived a part of me that T’ve been forced to forget.

There are no words to explain the wonders I feel

No words need to be said because we already know what this means.

Time and distance will never be a hindrance.

You are that calm after all the storms.

I’ve found a different truth that only a handful of people can experience.

Wherever this goes, I will always be grateful.

You are a gift that I will always treasure.