Touched Poem by Aimee Rozen

Touched



You inspire me
to be perfect.
And as hard as I may strive,
I am not.
Though I do not feel inferior
to who I was
or who you are,
I want to be
more
than what I am
for you.
I know you accept me
but you deserve the best;
and since nobody is perfect
I think I can be enough.
So take me as I am
and I'll give you the world.

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