by Jami Wright

Created on: February 04, 2010

Everyday I pass them on the street
Happy couples smiling as we greet.

My heart longs for their perfectness
Instead I only find my emptynest.

But who is to say what they hide away?
Perhaps perfection is found day by day?

I once believed to be the second half of the perfect pair
Instead I found myself alone with little left to share.

But for a moment, I found the same perfectness
And for that I believe I am blessed

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