I know this is very short, but thats ok. It's filled with emotion. Just so you know, the narrarrator is a girl! Well, read it and see if you can tell what its talking about.

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Perfection

For years I had watched her with them. For years I wondered what it was like. They would go to the movies, drive around, and make out. But I knew that wouldn’t be me. I just wanted to talk, hug, maybe kiss, and have fun.

I set my standards high. Hers were lower. I wanted to be happy. She wanted to be content. She wanted anyone. I wanted someone.

I saw them everywhere. Some were cute, others were not. Some I liked, but it just wasn’t right. It was like I was waiting for someone. I waited so long, but in the end, I guess it was worth it.

She had so many, and none were right. But me? I had one. Perfection.

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So what did you think? Could you tell? I wrote it during lunch cause I had the idea for the last line bouncing around in my mind. I hope it makes sense...