Imperfectly

The unforgiving wind
tousles and teases
my once smooth dreams
interrupting my deeper thoughts
while I stare past the sunflowers
the ones that used to bloom there
Biting my lip again
I feel a growing loss
The sunshine in the park
falls dull to dim
as I draw my hopes closer
My knees to my chin
guard me from losing
anymore than I can win
Faith bound by thin ropes
of whimsical poetry
as if my thoughts
were light enough
to lead you home to me
Is one single drop
of rain from my sadness
worth the plastic spoon
I hold together
because it broke too soon
from the weight of mediocrity
I only have the limited capacity
to fully understand
why you couldn't

just love me imperfectly