Imperfectly in love
Imperfectly living in a world where the ideal is far away of my reality.
Anyway, I may say that my observer position have caught the perfect power of love
over the corner.
In a certain point, we have lie, hurt and take out the worst of us, but I know that
with all our imperfections, we love.
We are imperfect and live in a ocean where waves touch our nerves constantly, but
I know by heart that although we are broken, with a heart in parts,
we only want the desire to
love and be loved.
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