Mara

Believing I would need to lie about everything I had become just to protect this tattered image.
Believing I would need to change everything about myself to be seen as reputable in her eyes.
Believing I would have to fabricate story after story just so that she wouldn’t leave me.
Truly believing that all of the shame I’ve brought onto myself would haunt me forever.

But then I met you. Beautiful, kind, funny, passionate, strong-willed you. 
And the hopeless path that led me towards nothing but misery and self-loathing instantly began to part. 
And when our eyes connected, my head spun in a way I have only ever felt in my dreams.
And when our lips locked, my world was rocked,and I knew life would never be the same again.

Imperfect me. Imperfect you.
Trying as best as we can to find a little comfort in this beautifully cruel world.
Imperfect me. Imperfect you.
Trying to do the best that we possibly can within these limitations placed upon us.

This protector wall that shields me from any and all affections is melting at an accelerated pace.
Past anger that haunted me all day every day has now begun to dissipate.
This jaded heart that refused to allow intimacy is starting to open itself up to new opportunities.  
This corroded self-perception is turning into something more and more beautiful with each passing hour.

But then I met you. Elegant, joyous, playful, tender, sincere you.
And in a fraction of a second everything changed and my life was forever turned.
And the warped thought process that I felt would forever consume me suddenly evaporated. 
And renewed feelings of optimism, euphoria, and exhilaration began to fill these empty corridors.

Imperfect me. Imperfect you.
Trying as best as we can to find a little comfort in this beautifully cruel world.
Imperfect me. Imperfect you.
Trying to do the best that we possibly can within these limitations placed upon us.