La Douleur Exquise

I knew I could never have him, because life is not fair. He is not tall, dark and handsome and no, he is not perfect. But, he makes me laugh, smile and tear up all at once. 
He is all too human and the best part is that he knows it. He makes mistakes, but is courteous to admit it. He cares like it is no one’s business and I like that the most about him.
He isn’t poetic, he does not treat me differently and I am not special to him, but he’s too special for me. I wouldn't hurt him, wouldn’t change him and wouldn’t expect for more than he can give.
I can just sadly smile when he makes me happy; as I know it is short-lived, scream when he makes me crazy and miss him desperately when he’s not around. He is nothing I ever wanted, yet everything I need.
Bob Marley once said “Perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you." I lost my perfect guy and numbly I let him go, waiting to shed some tears of sadness. Instead I was smiling dumbly. Just happy to know that I am capable of loving...