You are more perfect

He asked me if I would show unbridled passion when we are finally together.

I couldn't give him an answer.

Still very much afraid.

Still have my huge reservations.

Still have self-esteem issues.

In the third second mark, I heard his heart crack and fell into pieces.

It's okay, he said.

I understand.

Don't worry.

He looked okay.

But in his jestfulness I saw a mirror of me, not so long ago.

I prayed to god that he doesn't become another me.