It was perfect

see, I knew it in my heart

in the touch of,

no, the search for

our hands

and the pregnant sound of our silence

online or in real life

especially real life

the shy side eyes

coupled with fluttering stomach

the warmth of our mouths

when talking and kissing

the curve of her smile

in response to mine

But it was perfect

for me

and I didn’t, couldn’t, wouldn’t see

that it was far from perfect

for her

the heart is good at seeing one side only

I guess that’s why it’s looking

for another half