I don't want the time to pass and the clock to tick and the once endless days to become few.

I don't want everyone to grow older while I'm still stuck in the war zone I call my thoughts.

An endless limbo of the unknown.

I don't want to live in a place called perfect.

Where the clock ticks on time and the people grow old and everyone follows the same damn routine every day.

I don't wanna do that.

I wanna be with you,

and I know with just that, I'll have everything I ever wanted come true.

Don't you know ?

You were always my kind of perfect.