Date

Every once in a while

Words are redefined

In our own minds

Once in a greater while

Concepts are thrown out

For ones that fit

What we see around us

She did that for me

Now I need ask...

Flaws are easy to spot

Right on the surface

I can see them

But I reconsider

Is a flaw a flaw?

Or just different?

I ignore the question

"What does 'different' meant?"

Since we all know

Perfection is tougher

Does anyone know

What the word means?

The impossible ideal

That never feels real

Not in the now

It is something we want

In our lives or hearts

Never someone

One more thing she tore down

Regarding my life

What is courage?

She gave me an answer

Before I could ask

Impossible

How she does this to me

Opportunity

A chance for love