Imperfectly Perfect
In love.
You never see their flaws at first.
They are, indeed, flawless.
I was "flawless".
He was "flawless".
It was beautiful.
We grew more.
We saw each others fault.
Him and I.
We aren't flawless.
We discovered.
But our love
It grew with the more flaws we found.
Our flaws made us stronger.
We may not be flawless.
But we are invincible.
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