Perfection

You opening up
has me thrilled
and terrified

I'm flattered you trust me
and your actions are beyond my scope of understanding
you learned why
your eyes like saucers
huge
unable to focus
you blocked it out from earlier
and I understand why

You
for the first time in
four months
make sense
your actions framed by the past
clinging to those younger
to guilt stricken
to speak
of drunken nights and comrades
you
alone
humanizing a demon
my demons
our
demons

By far
this being the most terrifying
you are the nicest person
ever to speak to me
working me over hurdles
ironically
having no idea they were from similar situations
being my first comfortable hug in years
something he took away
and you gave back

While the past is frightening
and in a beat-up truck
I had to fight to keep calm
let you finish
not interrupt your second coming out
this being more important to gender preferences

I could never be angry with you
I am not perfect either
No one is

Perfection is the best mix of imperfections
and you have that mastered