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megan
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you are imperfect in a way that is perfect
love, i thought i knew it
i thought it came in fancy packages, nice dinners, exotic flowers
it doesn't
it comes in penguin cups from walmart, surprise lunches and dinners, osu dogtag keychains
i thought it was expressed in time spent alone, in common movie choices, in scribbled notes of empty promises
it isn't
it's expressed in how real you can be with each other especially with other people involved, in hours spent deciding on a movie about once a month, in being able to talk to each other about anything
i thought brute strength could keep me safe
when it's really humility and common sense that do
i thought that chatting online was deep, that 9th grade was the perfect time to make lifetime decisions, and that friendships can go on the backburner
you proved me wrong
but nevermind
it doesn't matter what i thought
the definition of my love for you cannot be limited to words. it is boundless, it knows no time or distance, and it is strong
i love you doesn't even cut it
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