We are flawed, she said.
Looking for flaws is just another excuse.
Everything and everyone is flawed.
Existence of love is flawed. Yet we drench and soak in those flaws.
Distracted minds look for flaws, A pure and beautiful mind fills you with thoughts of how those flaws are your strength and make you believe that the flaws move you, even with the cement block attached to your chest, you move forward, sometimes even backwards but they keep you alive for trying. That’s when you realize she was always looking for flaws in us.
Flaws are what make us.
Flaws are what give us hope.
Flaws are what make me love you even more because I never want to stop trying