My Kind Of Perfect

     My Kind of Perfect is the smell of the rain, and listening to the "pitter - patter" sounds it makes. Looking at fresh lilies sitting on the table. My kind of perfect is laying on my bed with my best friend not saying anything, not moving, and it's not awkward at all. My kind of perfect is sitting on the mountain watching the sun rise over my little valley. My kind of perfect is opening an old book that's pages are crinkled and worn from little hands loving it. It's when I find a song that fits my situation and I listen to it over, and over, and over again. It's when I get an unexpected letter, or text, or phone call from a loved one when I need it most. My kind of perfect is Harry Potter, Pride and Prejudice, and Jacob Have I Loved. It's going on a homemade zipline over a pond and having to drop and swim because you can't make it across. It's going down to the Ranch and sliding in the mud. My kind of perfect is standing in the ocean and moving back a forth with the waves. My kind of perfect is when I open a can of soda on the first try. It's when I draw a perfectly straight line. It's when I sit and watch the girliest movies and bawl my eyes out. My kind of perfect in waking up on Christmas morning, and my parents don't mind us jumping all over them. It's when I get praised, or make someone cry happy tears. My kind of perfect is friends that stick with you, because they value you more than themselves. It's little babies that are so trusting, so willing, and innocent. It's talking to your dog because they don't care what you've done, they listen and love you perfectly. My kind of perfect is helping someone and their appreciation back. My kind of perfect is miracles that seem impossible. It's camping and seeing all of nature. It's laughing so much you can't breathe, singing so much it hurts, running so hard you feel as if you're about to die. My kind of perfect is how imperfect, horrible, wonderful, beautiful, hideous, and fantastic this world I live in is. ♥