Always waited for the perfect man
Never knew he was never alive
In my heart he always had place
In my mind he had the perfect shape
My heart always waited for the perfect man
Reality told me to forget about him
But my heart told me he is there some where
Waiting for his perfect girl
Some how he lost the hope of meeting her
So he decided to be just like any normal guy
Not so perfect
And I lost the hope of meeting the perfect man
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No! kip up the hope! am that perfect man! lol great job! aliyah. kip writing!