Almost Perfect

A little boy with a big dream,
to live a life that feels supreme,
he always had strong self esteem,
wearing a smile that shines and gleams.

Trying so hard to find his match,
a pretty blonde the perfect catch,
they hit it off both hearts were snatched,
but differences made love dispatch.

On a new day he met a girl,
with distinct features, a rare pearl,
instant connection combined worlds,
but he did not like her dark curls.

Inside so perfect, but her looks,
were not the picture his goals took,
their true love story could write books,
but physical draws became hooks.

She wore a wig to bring him joy,
but felt just like a plastic toy,
she shrugged it off ” he’s just a boy”,
but deep inside she felt destroyed.

He never thought about her likes,
assuming he made heart rates spike,
she never focused on dislikes,
instead she thought they were alike.

Through thick and thin they achieved goals,
while balancing secure plateaus,
watching their passion swiftly grow,
a love so pure it’s essence glows.

In time their reflections had changed,
the mirror had suddenly aged,
insecure thoughts, all dead and caged,
egos old hooks were disengaged.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy