Dear Mr. Perfect

In the darkness of the night I get to rest my tired soulf or a few hours, so I can let all the torementing sink in again. Under this disguising smile, lives a hiding, frowning face. Waiting for my heart’s glory. I hold on tightly, quietly and still. Nothing can get me through another year.
My feelings are indescraibable, this has absolutely no meaning for it shows nothing in comparison to what is cooking deep inside of me. My heart remains untouchable, whilst all around is in reach, but forever pure I stay. I am living and the days are passing by, only because I know someday you will show up. Your mezmerizing eyes will stare into mine, and your smilew will shape my thoughts optimisticly, as you seem to be.
You cut it off, so you are visible now. I can finally see your face, I can look into your depth. It is no longer possible to ignore you now, so I have nothing to do but wait. Older than these numbers, I define your cheezy lines into heavenly words. I cannot wait to love you. I need you to wake me up from this nightmare with a soft kiss. SHOW ME WHO YOU ARE so I can show you who I am.
I’m a little tired of trying, frankly. There is no point in trying if I get hurt anyway. It always ends the same, only with my frigid feared soul to blame.
My heart accompanies him at his departure, you are the sulution. I need you.
Dear Mr. Perfect, please don’t be playing around. Don’t be shy, it’s your time to shine. If with you I don’t feel pain, you can help me by smiling my tears away.
I NEED THAT from you. DON’T give up, keep trying. I’m opening you the door, even though it’s been broken down before. I’m taking a chance by letting you in, and anyone for that matter. For the last time, please don’t let me feel like a little girl who doesn’t learn from mistakes. I’m just getting a good vibe from you. Desperate but wanting, try harder. I already gave you a head start.